I have been dreaming of traveling for most of my life. When I was a kid, my Dad would talk about slow traveling the world on a sailboat, and as I got older the dreaming started to feel more like planning.
I started to wonder how I could make this dream life a reality. Write for Nat Geo? Become a famous singer? The answer was unclear but the desire to see the world was HUGE. Then, travel blogging entered the scene.
At first, the idea of being a blogger was absurd. Then as the industry began to transform into less of an online-diary and into more of an informative format I started to get really interested. There was just one problem: I was an overwhelmed mom with three kids and we were living paycheck-to-paycheck.
I held off from starting a blog for years because of this. Then, I finally craved the outlet so deeply that I got started. But I knew that traveling wasn’t in the books so I started writing about all things money, mom-life, and home.
It Still Wasn’t MY Dream
Fast-forward a few years. We were doing pretty well, with money in the bank. The house was organized and well kept even though we were stillllll renovating. Things weren’t perfect but they were on the rise.
The problem? I felt completely trapped and burned out. This was not the lifestyle I had dreamt of my entire life, and something inside just couldn’t let go.
I battled these feelings for a couple of years before finally giving in to the fact that I am not ready to settle down. Maybe “settling down” isn’t for me. I may just be a nomad, and I’m okay with that. Because, you know, kids are relatively portable.
What Do I Really Want Out of Life?
Yes, I have three amazing kiddos. But does that really mean that I have to have the house, dog, cat, and everything else to go along with it? I don’t think so.
I believe that I can create a lifestyle where learning comes from the adventure. Where gratitude comes from recognizing how truly blessed we are. A lifestyle where we get to see everything through a lens that is bigger than our own backyards. That is what I want for myself, and my kids.
Deciding To Take Control of My Life
I have no freaking clue what I’m doing you guys. I left my children’s father, almost ten years into this thing. It has been HARD. I have so much guilt, but I’m also okay with the fact that for the first time in a long time, I chose myself.
I met a girl at work that I just wanted to be friends with. But, she made me feel like I can be who I really am-beyond gender, beyond sexuality. What is happiness if not a feeling that the sun lives inside of you? I chose her and it lit up my whole world. Every single day that we move forward the light at the end of the tunnel grows brighter.
This adventure that we call life is such a trip. I never would have guessed that I would be here. That I would be traveling solo(ever) even though I have three kids. I never imagined that I would have to learn to co-parent(and in case you are wondering, our custody agreement is 50/50). I never imagined that I would have a girlfriend.
I’m embracing every opportunity as it comes. I can’t wait to laugh, cry, grow, and build the life that I have always wanted. Our strength comes from within.
Never forget that you are capable of incredible things. Never settle when your heart is telling you that something isn’t right. And never give up on a dream just because you are afraid! The world is your garden-dig it! 😉