Sean and I both had our share of wanderlust days in our twenties. It was a miracle that we were even in the same place at the same time on the day that we met. But we were. And now, we can continue to see the world together. I mean, I loved traveling before him, but now that I have Sean it’s even better.
This past month, we took the opportunity to get really honest with ourselves… what do we really want in life? Like, if-we-only-had-one-year-to-live-what-would-we-do-honest. And we both came up with the same answer: travel. We want to travel more. There is so much of the world to see and so much to learn along the way. I guess, initially, we both kind of thought that having a kid would slow down the feelings of wanderlust, but it didn’t happen… for either of us, Actually, having June kind of amped up our sense of adventure.
Wanderlust is not a choice. It is the nagging child pulling on your jacket repeating, “mom mom mom mom” until you look down long enough to pay it rightful attention.
Living an adventurous life, I am realizing, doesn’t necessarily mean constant travel, however. As a mom, sometimes just taking June to the grocery store can turn into a wild adventure. In a conversation with my friend last night, I told her I am trying to change my mindset on “ordinary”. Even small moments have the opportunity for greatness. And I think that’s what greatness is really all about. I want June to know that every opportunity, large or small, holds the power for greatness.
So, we’re giving the year up to adventure. I’m going to consciously change my mindset to find more worth in the ordinary. As a family, we aren’t pot planning too much, we aren’t making grandiose bucket lists and we aren’t booking calendars. Rather, we are simply opening ourselves and our family up to the opportunity for everyday adventure. You can’t say “yes” if you never put yourself out there. So, here we are… standing in front of the New Year, ready… for what? Who knows. But today the adventure begins.