Brooke's Journey Back travel blog

Brooke's Journey Back

Brooke travel blog
Hello all of my Angels!! Welcome to my Journey. I’ve written a little background for you….

One month before I turned 10, my parents took the youngest four of us on the journey of a lifetime. One year in Europe, camping in a Volkswagen camper. It was an incredible adventure, and from that point on, I associated Europe and travel with family, safety, a cocoon of love, and of course the excitement of seeing something new every single day. I have always wanted to go back and see some of those places that we visited or lived.

One month before I turned 18, I met the love of my life, my Michael, and we embarked on a different kind of adventure. I had a life filled with love and laughter, nurturing and support, and, of course, travel. He was my life and I was his.

One week before I turned 50, Michael died suddenly of a pulmonary embolism, right in front of me. I had no warning, no time to say goodbye. My best friend in the world was gone forever.

I was in shock the entire first year but as the anniversary of his death approached, a little voice said "Go back home, go back to your joy." I gave it time to settle, this crazy little voice. I thought it was just me wanting to run away from my overwhelming grief, and that, as Buckaroo Bonzai says, "Wherever you go, there you are." How would traveling for a year help? But as the months went by, the idea wouldn't let go. I wanted to take a year's sabbatical from work and travel throughout Europe, recreating the trip taken with my family so many years ago. I wanted to re-visit old familiar places but also make memories of my own. Every memory I had from the age of 17 had Michael in them. I wanted to leap out into the world and find my own way, making memories that were mine alone. I have never been alone, I have never had to fend for myself, I have done everything in my life either with my family or with my husband.

So, here I am, leaping in the faith that whatever I need, God will provide. I don’t know what this year has in store but I trust completely that my heart will be healed, that I will be made stronger, that there are big adventures to be had, beautiful sights to behold, and that I can stand tall on my own two feet. I don’t see this as running from my past but running toward a beautiful future, a new beginning, a new story. This is also the story of my Journey Back. Back to me.

Order: oldest at top ( reverse )

Letting Go
My Gypsy Life Begins
Safely Arrived
The Wee Island
The Misty Mountains
There's a Boy in my Room!!
A Lord of the Rings...
The Hostel World
A good traveler has no...
At home in Motueka
Step by Step
A Place to Stand
Being present
Land of the Volcano's
In the Heart of the Family
Don't Walk Under the...
The Two Fiji's
Fiji Time
The Intercon
Country Living
Europe by Train
Visiting the...
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