Brittany has had this thought numerous times in the last 6 months and has voiced it: Like, what are we doing?!?! Upending our entire life to travel the world, selling our house, vehicles and possessions, home-schooling our kids, kids missing a years’ worth of activities they love (dance, hockey, flag-football), spending a small fortune to make it happen, the loss of that years’ income = $$$$, the logistics in making this happen is painstaking (Planes, Trains, & Automobiles: “Please. Have Mercy”)…did I forget to mention I just started a new career as a teacher?!?!?
Ugh, this is the first time I’ve had this same feeling. My inner dialogue, “This feels wrong, kinda gross and makes me sick to my stomach…any of these components on their own is stressful and life-changing.” A wave of emotions that hit me like a tsunami as I cleaned out one closet…one f*cking closet.
But as the great Dr. Seuss once said, “You’re off to great places. Today is your day. Your mountain is waiting, so get on your way.” My mountain feels like it’s on another planet…and what do you even know, you’re not a real doctor!
(Brittany after reading this post said, “How did you talk me into this?!?!”)
