The best made plans. You know that saying right? If you remember, we are only planning a day at a time. That whole “sanctification, live in the moment” thing. Yes. I am already feeling stretched. Everything in me wants this planned out. And not having it so is breaking me of all control. Its a good but hard thing for me. We left Savannah on Tuesday, ready to head to Florida Caverns State Park which was about a 5 hour drive. But we still had packing and cramming, and closing down the house, to do. Those last minute things take WAY longer than you think. A couple hours into the trip, we decided to book the location, only to find out you can’t book online the day of and you have to be in the gates before 5:00pm if you want a walk up (aka, First Come, First Serve) campsite. Considering we were only getting 8 miles per gallon (and top speed of 62!) there was NO way we were going to make it. I was quite irritated (at Rad) that this wasn’t planned. But maybe this was part of God’s plan. To strip me of all control day one of the trip. It worked. We picked a closer location which ended up being an amazing diversion. We stayed the night at Stephen C. Foster State Park in the Okefenokee Swamp. We were pretty much there by ourselves. We walked some beautiful swamp land, were awoken in the middle of the night by the loudest Barred Owl we have ever heard, found owl pellets on a hike, saw tons of deer, and explored every inch of swamp land. It was perfect.
How did we get to the place where we felt like it was a good idea to run away from our life. See, the funny thing is, some people see our escape as rebellious and frivolous in the face of responsibility for what we “should” be doing. We aren’t running away rather running to the life we want. Something went missing in us over the years of taking life too seriously. We lost the fun sides of us. And we just started living life without purpose to why or what we were doing. A few weeks ago, Rad said, lets go on a road trip and I am always up for his fun adventures. They never disappoint. Little did I know how saying yes would be the start of something so much more than we were expecting.
This will be our home for the next 45 days. We will celebrate Christmas here, open our memory jar full of this year’s memories as we enter a new year, we will see different landscapes, learn how to live with less, remember how to be thankful for everything and etch very sweet moments into our hearts. I don’t know what to expect, but I know it’s going to be great (and exciting, and stretching, and crazy).
HERE WE GO. First destination (picked an hour before launch this morning): Florida Caverns State Park in Marianna, Florida.
If something is worth doing, it’s worth doing big. All too often, we take the long season to dream and plan for what is next. Usually for us, we never get to the living part of those dreams. The monotony of the every day takes over the joy of what could be. So we are planting our flag, and we are hitting the open road to remember, renew, and reclaim what we love. We leave in a few days. If you know us, you know we usually have a plan, perfectly laid out with every detail. Not this time. For the next 45 days we will be wanderers headed toward the southwest. We have no idea where each day will take us, and we are trying to embrace the discomfort that causes us. We want to be undone. Unhindered. Unscheduled. We want to be reminded what it feels like to say yes to spontaneity and be fully engaged with the experience. We want to live with only the daily bread God gives us and to have more dependance on Him. We aren’t looking at this as a vacation but as an awesome opportunity to be set free.
(I am most excited about all the windshield time and great conversations I get to have with Rad!)
Mcree really wanted to go camping for his birthday. One of his favorite places to go camping is at his friends cabin in Augusta. So that is what we did. Usually it is a boys trip only. But lucky for us, the girls got invited along and we were so excited that our friends that own the property were going to be there too. This family heaps on the generosity and the boys get taught so many great things while they are there. The boys frolicked on the mule and hunted, and explored, and ran wild and free on the acres and acres of land. It was so renewing for the whole family. Our Savannah friends will soon be moving to Augusta full time so it was a fun time to connect with them. We will surely miss seeing them here but we are already planning many adventures to the woods! When we asked the boys their favorite parts, their answer was the WHOLE weekend. I loved the hike we did together as families, and even the little cattle dog was able to keep up the several miles we trekked.
Happy seventh birthday Mcree!
It’s a good thing she is cute. Puppy poop on my carpet does not make this mama happy. We literally had a race down the hallway the other night while I tried to scoop her up to take her out. She knew I was mad and that squatty bundle of hair raced under and over things so I couldn’t get her. One day she will get this whole “parents go outside and freeze while I wander around…oh and go the bathroom OUTSIDE.” Just another reason I don’t have nice things. One day.
This little girl loves to draw and make cards for people. She used to make me draw flowers for her. Now she does it all on her own. She could sit at the table and draw and write and do school for hours. I didn’t even have to teach her how to hold her pencil.Girls are SO different than boys!
The older Gress has gotten, the more he has wanted to be around his friends. And when you homeschool, you really have to make an effort to see other people on a regular basis and not just stay home and learn. We have made a few new friends lately and it has been sweet to see their relationships grow. Lucky for me I got new friendships out of it too!
Me,” Mcree, you can go outside if you don’t get dirty.”
That lasted 5 minutes.
We sure are happy with our newest tiniest addition. And in case you think she lays around and sleeps all the time, she doesn’t. But she does get carried EVERYWHERE. Mabry usually carries her like a purse. Cutest thing ever. Rue is going to be a very tolerant dog!
My people + the beach = happy for my soul!