As we drive home from Tennessee, I am thinking about the past 9 months. We set off last August to travel the U.S. in an RV. After my hubby came up with this crazy idea, I agreed to the trip mostly due to our lives seeming to be out of my control. I felt like the five of us were passing each other every day without really living our lives. Does that sound too dramatic? I guess we just weren’t having as much fun as I thought we could.
So we ditched almost everything and set off. There were rough times at the beginning. We were okay with the space and one shower and homeschooling, but friends were missed and we sometimes longed for Austin. Things got easier as time went on and going home for Christmas and a ski trip with friends were the perfect breaks.
Now that it’s May, when I look back, all the issues and problems somehow seem less significant. The family time spent was invaluable. We visited all the lower 48 states and had countless experiences. My hope is that my kids hold awesome memories and someday appreciate the trip as a whole. Personally, I crossed off a huge number of bucket items. I also more fully appreciate my life in my little spot in Texas.
We are all excited to get home and begin our next adventure: building a new house, renewing friendships, getting back to work and hopefully, playing a little more.