My depression healing journey started September 2017, when my husband and I got on a plane with our two young kids to travel the world for up to a year. It meant a split from our daily routine, and a chance to look back at our life through a distant lens.
After the initial whirlwind of flying, seeing and doing, we fell into a calmer routine and a strong realization set in: I did NOT want to return back to Canada as the same person I was before we left. I began to constantly question how I was going to find this inner change.
And then we found ourselves in Hoi An, Vietnam. Something kept us here. And soon, my healing path began to reveal itself.