Live a life less ordinary!
Nomadic Grandma
Wandering Nomad, Touring Cyclist and 21st Century Grandma
Grief / Suicide Loss Support
There comes a moment in every life when you wake up and take inventory. For me, it came on November 4, 2016, when my father died by suicide. I was 53, a small business owner and mom to three amazing adult children. For the next three years, I tried to "look normal." I moved from a 4 - bedroom house to a 3 - bedroom townhouse. A year later, I closed my brick and mortar business, and moved to a one bedroom apartment. A few months later, I set off in a RAM Promaster van. And yes, you guessed it, within a few weeks, I was back: I sold the van and bought a 4-bedroom house.....again.
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Clearly, I'm failing at normal! Or perhaps this is my new normal. But for better or worse, here I am.
Winston Churchill is often credited with saying: "If you're going thought hell, keep going." It is with this thought in mind that I'm about to take off again. This time in a self- converted Chrysler Pacifica van. I have no mechanical skills, no sense of direction, and no idea where I'm going. My kids think I'm crazy and honestly, I'm beginning to wonder myself. I'm too embarrassed to tell friends, my mom, or my sister, that I'm setting off... Again...
So instead, I'm telling you, dear Internet - I'm out of here!
New Release!
This book is a collection of the blog post written under the pseudonym of Nomadic-Grandma, during the seven years I spent, on and off the road following my father’s death by suicide.
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Though I had initially assumed I was struggling to let go of my dad, I understand now that I was on a journey back to myself, for what I had truly lost, was me.
