My experience is that Phoenix is a place that offers rest. It was a place of pause. A place I really need. I was tired with my grief. In Phoenix I was rejuvenated my American self and adventure was born.
the five emotional stages of contracting coronavirus
Before we take up again at where I last left off on my travel adventure romance in the United States it’s important to flash back to where I had been in my life about a year prior. Almost exactly a year before my travels stateside I had taken a holiday to Fiji by myself. I … Read More
LAX Kathump. That was the first sound I heard the first time I landed in Los Angeles. I had just awoken from a deep sleep. My head had been firmly resting against the window of an economy seat of a Boeing 747. Thick white clouds were all I had seen after waking and I had … Read More
My first days in the USA after moving there for an indefinite amount of time to pursue love were spent in Philadelphia. It was a city I knew only a little about but one that in the few months that followed I grew to love. Philadelphia, I learned, was a city devoid of pretence. Its … Read More
I have always found that when someone dies there are often uncanny occurrences that happen afterwards. I have found this especially so in the first couple of days to weeks after they pass. Someone once told me those that have passed on wish to let those left behind know that they are okay – often … Read More
My Dad had a beautiful death. I did not think a death could be described that way but after witnessing and living through it with him that is how I would describe it. Dad was deeply peaceful and comforted by God’s presence. There were times before he was moved into palliative care where he was … Read More