Over the next couple of months, this blog will also be a bit of a travel blog. As that’s what I’ll be doing, there’s no way around it. It’s all part of my journey, and I want to document as much as I can of it.

When I was sitting at Stephen’s bedside in the hospice, I was so happy to have pictures of him on my computer. Pictures of happier times that I could show to the wonderful staff there. So they could know the man I knew, full of life, not the wasted wretch suffering in front of them. I had those happier times to sustain me as I held his hand, while the life left his body.

I have a feeling that this trip will be transformative for me. In what way, I have absolutely no idea. I want to make note of all the good things, to sustain me in the darker times to come. I also want to share those good things. Every person who has read my words…everyone of you has shared some of my burden, making it lighter for me to shoulder. It’s only right that I share the good things to come.

I can’t be bothered to look up how many time zones I’ll be passing through. Crossing the International Date Line always does my head in trying to figure out how much time I’ve lost, or gained. The trip from here to the US will take over 45 hours. I could do it quicker, and I have in the past – but there’s no rush this time. And, as my flights are bought with miles, I had to take what I could get.

For the next few days, I’ll post when I can find wifi- but I will be posting.