I couldn’t resist grabbing a shot of all our things loaded up again, this time headed back home, to compare to last week’s iphone capture.
We’re home. For five days. This weekend we’ll cap off our summer with a weekend at JoJo and Papa’s riverhouse. Then I’ll take off for three days on a roadtrip with my Dad. Come next week we’ll nestle our heads into our beds (glorious beds!) and settle in for the summer. We’ll reacquaint ourselves with our neighbors and we’ll even beg our way back into church.
But we won’t regret our travels for even a minute. In fact, we’re already planning our next round(s). In the car today we counted how many states Sarah has been to. We got to 15 but I just realized we didn’t include Hawaii. So make it 16. Of all the gifts we can give our children experiencing this great country just might be in the top 5. Sure it comes with all kinds of headaches (hours on end with two preschoolers? pass the Advil) but we hope the payoff will be worth it. I hope from our travels they’ll gain open minds and open hearts that come from seeing the different ways people live. I hope the seed of adventure is planted and watered on the open road. And I hope the fear of the unknown gets smaller and smaller and smaller until it vanishes completely and is replaced by a hunger to know more, to do more and to love it all along the way.