One year ago today we left Moscow, Idaho.
The kids look so little in the pictures from that week when we sold the house. We had no idea what was ahead of us. I wondered where we would be in a year.
I remember walking on the beach in Oregon. John and I weren’t sure how we were supposed to feel. It was weird not to have jobs or businesses or schools to go to the next day. And it’s weird now to be living in an RV in a campground, working a job with younger people, in such a different place from where we’ve lived before.
Instead of weird, I should say it’s different, but exciting. It’s exciting to not be bound by a house, a mortgage, or a full-time job. It’s exciting to be surrounded by new people, places, and food. Even though we’re in one place for a little while, we’re learning new things everyday that we wouldn’t have learned if we’d stayed in Idaho waiting for a new opportunity.
Looking at the pictures from this past year, I’m so grateful the kids have had this experience. We took them from a great home and school in a great town to see what else is out there, almost without any complaints.
They’ve seen the Redwoods, the Grand Canyon, the Alamo, the French Quarter, the Pacific Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean, the Fountain of Youth, Jamestown, Washington DC, Times Square, Niagara Falls, the Mississippi River. I hope it will have a lasting positive effect on them.
And I’m still wondering where we’ll be in a year. Will we travel next summer? Will we find a campground to buy this year? Where will the kids be in school next fall?
I can’t wait to find out.