When I made the decision to go and I closed that door in my life, kindly. All sorts of new opportunities began to present themselves. For many years I’ve dreamed of going on an around the world trip with the kids. I imagined the trip to take place at a prime age for my older son and a pretty good age for the younger. I wanted a time when they would both remember the trip, but also before the angst of middle school set in.
I just quit my J.O.B., yo. And I had some thinking to do about the coming months. And of course where I was way back then (in January through April) I was still attempting to implement the perfect life and the perfect plan and land the perfect next job and all the while sitting in a giant mess of sadness and imperfection. On a whim I emailed the principal at school and asked what it would look like if we traveled for a few months and didn’t come to school in the fall. I told her my dream.
Her response: DREAM BIG.
And then our lives really turned upside down.
This post was originally published on the blog sweet pea and beans.