Let’s Be Adventurers

wanderlust (n): a strong desire for or impulse to wander or travel and explore the world

I don’t think that it’s any secret that I’ve always had a restless spirit.  As a child, I was always wanting to be on the go, to see and do something new.  My mother always said I had a “gas a#@”.  I know she meant it negatively, but I always took it as a good thing. I was never one to get anxious at the idea of going someplace new, and I would lay in my little bed, in my little pink bedroom and dream of all the places I would one day go.  I wanted to see the world! From Paris to Rome.  From Athens to Bali.  From Majorca to Auckland.  I wanted to see and do it all.

Unfortunately, I did what the majority of girls from good ol’ MiffCo do…I got married and settled down with a typical MiffCo boy who never dreamed of going anywhere…ever!! During that marriage, my adventures were few and not very far from home. Following the decline of that relationship, I found myself free to go wherever I wanted.  Free to travel to new places.  Free to try new things.  Free to find myself in this great big world!  And I did…to an extent.  I came close to a solo tour of Italy once…but the real world called, and I had other obligations that prevented me from being able to go. But boy, did I still dream! I would venture out on small road trips…on wine tours or to the beach…making memories with my kiddo and my friends. I would dream of moving away (far, far away) and starting over.  I would dream of a simple life in the middle of nowhere.  I would dream of an exciting life in a big city.  Always restless.  Never feeling settled.  Until the day I met…him.

About a year and a half ago, I met the man who I would fall head over heals in love with. The man who shared my dreams, my passions, my desire to travel.  And let me tell you…boy have we traveled!  In the past year and a half, Sam has taken me on many adventures! We honeymooned at The Finger Lakes in New York.  We road tripped to Maine, stopping at Mount Washington along the way.  We went white water rafting in the Youghiogheny River.  We spent New Year’s Eve in the Big Apple.  We road tripped to South Carolina, driving home through the snow in Tennessee.  We’ve hiked the Falls Trail at Ricketts Glen.  We’ve dipped our toes in the muddy Mississippi on our way to Springfield, MO.  We both love to see new places and try new things, and he is always coming up with fun places for us to go.

Now, I don’t mean to brag (okay maybe a little) but the fact that he loves to travel isn’t even the best part!  The best part…is that he has taught me that we don’t have to travel across the country or around the world to have an adventure.  Our LIFE is the adventure!! Our love, our family, everything we do is an exciting adventure! And for the first time in my life, I feel settled.  I no longer feel restless.  Sure, I dream of fun and exciting things for us to do and maybe someday we will do some of them!  And while, I may never take in the view from the summit of Mount Everest; the view from my front porch swing, watching the sun set, sipping wine and seeing my husband smile…has a way of taking my breath away!

We have quite a few “adventures” planned for the months to come…so many fun and exciting things!  Life is my adventure…and my life is full of fun and happiness!



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