Initially, I thought I'd return to LA after the goats, but I realized it was OK if my plans changed. Since my jobs were remote, I had the freedom to explore new cities, going to castles and churches by day and working in cafés and coworking spaces by night. Soon, I also started a travel blog, Nomadic Natalia, about being a digital nomad.The more I traveled and lived as a digital nomad, the more I did things out of my comfort zone, which helped me grow as a person. In Dubrovnik, Croatia, I went sea kayaking at sunset with a dozen other people, all strangers to me. It was windy and the water was choppy, and all kayak tours were cancelled — except for mine. I looked at the rough waves and told my guide I'd go another day. No, he said. I have faith that you can brave the choppy water. You just have to get from one side to the other. He was right; the water was choppy, but the challenge of kayaking through it made the sunset at the end all the more worthwhile.The best thing about moving a lot is all the different people you meet — they can make (or break) an experience. In Venice, Italy, I stayed in a convent (with a curfew!) right on the canals, befriended my nun housemates, and learned to live in silence. On the island of Murano, Italy, I was reminded of the passion people put into their work when a jewelry designer taught me how to melt glass, and I ended up leaving his shop with a Murano glass flower necklace we'd both made. In Bologna, Italy, I attended an impromptu tortellini-making class with a handful of female chefs who spoke no English, and I learned that cooking and camaraderie require no verbal communication.Of course, being a digital nomad is not all fun and trying to find good WiFi signals. Last year in Croatia, I woke up with about 100 bed-bug bites. When you get bed bugs, the way to decontaminate everything is via the high cycle on a dryer. Well, Croatia is known for its clotheslines, not dryers, which meant tossing most of my belongings and carrying the rest around in sealed garbage bags until I found a dryer. But, at the end of the day, it was a great reminder that all I need to live and work remotely is my laptop, not all the material possessions I lost. It’s now been a year-and-a-half since that one-way flight to Switzerland. I've taken many flights since, but to new destinations. All in all, though my relationship with the goats didn't last, it strengthened the relationship I had with myself. I realized that the goats got me to where I needed to go. Plus, I'm constantly reminded that taking risks is a necessary part of life; otherwise, what is life all about? In an unexpected way, my grandma dying ended up becoming a lesson in living.