In the post Hannah tells how the loss of her husband at first inspired in her fear — fear for her friends and family. “All I could think about was that they might have to, at some point feel the gut wrenching, soul sucking, extreme emptiness that I was feeling (and still do occasionally),” she writes. But then…
Then I went to Belize. And met an amazing amount of people who are going through the things I am. My taxi driver, a waitress, other random strangers, my aunt and uncle, their friends. They are all living life, going on adventures, and loving to the fullest.
We will all experience loss – extreme loss. If we live in fear, though, fear and loss win.
Fear cannot win.
So I’m off on some further adventures – I hope you do the same .
A HUGE thanks to my aunt and uncle for taking me on this trip with them. Please check out Slickrock if you can – and think about taking a trip (seriously).