We left St. Louis 2 weeks ago. We put all our things into storage, got a mailbox, and packed up the car and hit the road!
We got to visit friends in Chicago, Illinois, then we were off to Colorado. We stayed in Omaha on the way to friends in Parker, then up to Fort Collins, and today we are in Durango—which feels like a real adventure because I haven’t been here since I was a little girl.
Amazing how many things start to come together, how many doors open when you just do things. And I was so nervous to take this leap of faith and sort out where we will live by going to stay with friends and leaving where we were without knowing where we will live next, but now that we’re doing it, it’s amazing how many people have told me they wish they could do what I’m doing. I have had plans for no more than a few days at a time, and it’s been liberating and also affirming of faith, as we have had a safe place to stay every single night of our trip.
This journey has provided so many lovely reminders of how many good friends I have and how much love is around us all the time. I’m so grateful it’s impossible to express it adequately. It’s also been astounding to see how adaptable Antonio is! Bedtime has been moved around a bunch, we’ve been in different friends’ homes and hotels and in the car a LOT and he’s been so excited for whatever new space, new people, the joy of getting to eat a baby rice cake handed back to him by mommy in the car, just joy. Every second. He is the epitome of living in the moment and enjoying it to the fullest.
The mountain air feels so good.
The biggest challenge I have is to not guess as to how it will work out in the end. And I’ve had so many reminders to keep the faith. So here we are, in this lovely town I have been wanting to check out as a possible home for years, continuing our adventure. And each time we’ve gotten in the car, I’ve had just enough $$ to get us to wherever we were going. And yet we’ve had plenty.
Love and blessings from Ellen and Antonio <3