So far, I love it. Life on the road is as exciting and freeing as I hoped it would be. There have been some challenges, and I’m not looking too far into the future, so I’m allowing the picture to be as rosy as I want it to be.
We haven’t left home, yet.
As Zoe, 10, put it, “Wherever we go will be home, because we take our home with us!” So we haven’t left home, and we won’t. But we haven’t left the metropolitan area of our previous address, yet. We’re still a short drive from our friends, family and favorite foods.
Tomorrow the real adventure begins. People keep asking us where we are headed. I am really tempted to make up some exotic location, because the truth is much less interesting and kind of confusing.
Here’s the deal: We are planning to live on the road. No permanent place of residence. “Where are y’all headed?” We have (technically) already arrived at our destination. Our destination is the road!
“The only constant is change” ~ Heraclitus
They say that life isn’t about the destination, but the journey. This is so real to me right now, being in a state of permanent flux. I feel like I see the deeper meaning behind “the journey.” This whole adventure is like an extended metaphor, being played out in real life. Like we are just pawns in this cosmic game of chess. Nah, it’s more than that. We are so much more important than pawns, we’re like … players and all the world’s a stage. Nah, it’s even better than that. We are the stars, the main characters, the heroes of our story! And the best part is what we get to write our ending!
Our campfire has burned out, and it’s time to watch a movie with the fam. We let Zoe pick tonight, so it’s Monty Python and The Holy Grail. And tomorrow we hit the road.
So, where y’all headed?