“The ride to the airport in the morning was intense. I found myself laying in Sam’s lap, holding hands with the two Girls and just crying. Rain was pouring down outside in a fierce rage, as it usually does in Vancouver. All in all, it was a rather soggy ride. So many things were flowing through my mind and body; it was such a powerful emotional brew, so much constant excitement and adrenalin. My nerves were full throttle.”
…that excitement! I wish to face the world, head on, like that again. The world was ahead of me, waiting to be explored… In reflection, what was I afraid of? Growth?
Instead, I revisit the journey this way, by sharing it with you, bit-by-bit.