The short answer is wanderlust. The long answer is a little more poetic.
Wait. Did I skip the question? Sorry. The question is there because we can’t keep from GOING. Every time I try to write a post, it ends up half written about the most recent trip. One was about a business trip where we tagged along with Mr. WW. Another was about spending weekends up at our cabin. Then there’s the most recent trip to two different countries in Africa. All while hauling around the kids. So after the realization that I have problems with finishing writing projects, I guess the question is– why?
Why don’t we sit and binge on a Netflix series like normal people?
Plus, aren’t we supposed to be frugal weirdos? (To take a name from the Frugalwoods.) How we do we justify spending the money it takes to always be going?
The long answer is this: We want to teach our kids life.
To not accept mediocrity. We need to realize that life has so much more to offer outside of our comfy couches.
To embrace the unknown with reckless abandon and by so doing breaking apart fears, stereotypes and anything holding you back.
To realize that our freedom is to be cherished.
To be okay without a set schedule. Life constantly does not go as you expect and that’s okay because we know how to go with the flow.
To know that most of the time, “no” does not in fact mean “can’t.”
To learn that pressing forward against the “no’s” in life is what brings growth. We’re talkin’ character. Knowledge. Experience. Respect even.
To appreciate everything— from the fact that water lilies bloom after the pond lilies to the incredible blessing of being able to turn a tap and get water.
To learn how little we really need to do anything. We don’t need many changes of clothes. We don’t need a plan. We don’t need electronics. We make do with what we have when we get there.
To use the “make do with what we have” to build ingenuity. The ability to think around a problem is grossly underdeveloped these days. To always rely on the known to get through life is very boring.
To get dirty and know that dirt is okay.
All of these things are learned by going out and doing.
All of the pictures I posted today are from our own adventures (and I have many more.) In trying to teach our kids about life, we’ve learned so much ourselves.
We have SO MUCH opportunity in life. Every day you could go and walk down your street and meet any number of people with compelling stories. Every day you can lay in the grass on your stomach in your very yard and contemplate the tiny ant or turn over and contemplate the cosmos. No matter your situation, no matter how many “no’s” you hear from others and from your own head, you can have grand adventures. EVERY DAY.
However, there is a catch. If you take these opportunities on your street it doesn’t take long for that to turn into a desire to meet people and ants outside of your street, your town, your country. Before long you’re hauling your kids to secluded waterfalls in the mountains.
To villages where no one speaks your language (but everyone understands the universal language of a ball.)
And pretty soon they learn to have the confidence to speak to and even teach those older than themselves.
This is what it’s like to have wanderlust and I will not apologize. It is a wonderful thing to have. Next time I’ll post about the finances involved in having such a serious case of wanderlust– you may be surprised– if you are still sitting around to read it by the time it comes out.
Go. Have an adventure.