I fell into the habit of tracking the miles of every trip we take. In a way, measuring the experience against the ones we’ve had before it. The hipster would say it’s the miles you put on your soul that really count. Then they’d get back to taking black and white pictures of coffee. We did feel this though. We felt it when we looked out at the Grand Canyon for the first time. We felt it when we stayed with family we haven’t seen in a long time.
In a lot of ways our trip from California to Boston was the end of a journey better counted in years then miles. Of course it’s the beginning of an all new adventure but we’re not there yet. I think tracking my miles has caused me to jump from experience to experience without reflection. I’ve been forgetting to stop every once and awhile to see the view. Ferris Bueller would be so disappointed. I lived in Mexico for over 4 years. I made an eternal commitment to my best friend there. We’ve grown and changed in so many ways. I wonder of the 19 year old kid I was when I left would even recognize me. I wonder if he’d be proud. I think he would. I know he wouldn’t believe that Blaire is actually my wife!
From Mexico to Massachusetts with all our worldly possessions stuffed in a 4×8 trailer. We wouldn’t have it any other way. Thanks to Blaire’s parents, Alan and Patti, we we’re able to thrive in this transition. I can’t thank them enough! I’m also proud to report my “backflip in every state” has extended to 35, with only my left knee being completely destroyed! Please pray for it 🙂
Favorite quotes right now…
“A river without banks is a large puddle.” – Mike Dunlap & Ken Blanchard
“Sometimes the teacher is silent during the test.” – Church sign in Jenners, PA