Sometimes, I want to give it all up.
I want to take every dollar we possess from the bank. Walk away from our house and just travel. I want to be the family instilling a sense of adventure and peace, all within the same breath just from cultivating new friendships and finding the common thread of humanity through our country and the world.
Did you ever know one of these families growing up?
Where completely unexpectedly they showed up in your classroom. The new kid. Maybe at the beginning of the school year, as would be protocol, but sometimes in the middle of the quarter. Their clothes were never the latest fashions, but they did own their fashion. It was impossible to differentiate it from their charisma, as it was intrinsically them, because after the miles they'd traveled they knew who they were.
I'd like to give my boys those lessons. The opportunity to connect with people, everywhere. To feel family, instead of just know it.
Roots are fantastic things, but sometimes I wish we had less in the ground and were able to spend more time growing them within.