we all have ideas about how we want to live our lives. but actualizing the picture of the kind of life we want can be… challenging. sometimes the vision of how we hope to be in the world and the reality of our lives don’t come together neatly. okay, they almost never come together neatly.
i like to travel. and i want my kids to check out what’s happening and how people live in different places. we’ve traveled domestically so far (my girls don’t even have passports yet), and have been to more than half the united states, including driving across the country when we moved to new york city two years ago.
this summer, we planned a month-long vacation to missoula, montana, our home for six years and my younger daughter’s birth place. sounds great, right? well, i was fried before we even left for laguardia airport. (finish work, leave the guinea pigs in the care of friends, clean out the fridge, do the laundry, pack, referee the fighting for the three days of summer vacation we had before leaving, etc.) i wondered to myself, could this be worth it?
and then this happens: we are basically ready to fly out the next day. all packed, errands run, work projects completed. so the three of us go to see monsters u. after the movie, i’m paying for parking, and the girls are running around like crazy people. next thing i know, wham! the 7-year-old is laid out on the ground after hitting an opening door. skin split through the eyebrow like a boxer. home, then to the emergency room for a three hour wait for stitches. by the time we return home, it’s four hours until we have to get up to make our 6am flight.
but now, here we are. soaking up every bit of the sweet montana summer day. i don’t know whether or not it’s worth it, but i know it’s fun.