Laura Vaisman
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Henry's Adventure Beyond the Grave
What was once a dead man’s journey has now become my own. There was an old house with exposed brick and blue shutters with a big sign of ‘Estate Sale’ in the front lawn. I felt a pull to stop and check it out. I walked through the house as if I was searching for a hidden treasure. I walked upstairs. Each stair creaked, I found a small room in the attic with boxes filled with books and old film photography equipment. I stumbled upon a black notebook. I dusted it off and turned each page and saw it was this man’s travel journey through Italy and Switzerland. A deep surge of knowing my dreams would come true came over me. I was struggling with anxiety and I yearned to see the world. The death of this man planted a seed into my soul to help me find the meaning of my life.
By Laura Vaisman3 years ago in Wander