Category: Fernweh
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The Solo Traveler
Loss isn’t something we flaunt. We carry it privately, as though broken glass shattered and left held together by glue. We all grieve differently. Loss changes things, specifically our future, our hopes, our dreams. It changes the future we thought we were going to have. Loss isn’t always death. And sometimes harder for others to […]
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If you’re going to wear red, wear it boldly
Travel fills an yearning for the stories we hear and read about, creating lasting photographs within our memories. With Cessna, doors become runways leading me to places I never imagined. I find myself in Madrid. So with Cessna inside me, I roamed the streets of this beautiful city in search of answers to questions I […]
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Cabin in the woods
You were right my darling Cessna. As I gazed at all these marvelous sites, I was in awe of all my eyes could see. I tried to capture every moment in pictures, and soon realized I could not capture all God’s creation through my digital screen. The mountains, the sunrise and sunset, the streets and […]
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Fernweh
There is a deep longing ache inside my heart. An ache for the unknown. The Germans said it best, “fernweh”. I don’t think the American English translation does it justice, it takes away the beauty and essence of the very word. Fernweh is more than lust, it’s more than the temporary wanting. It is guarded […]
Her Name Means Wild 