Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Finding Home

Our family has been traveling for almost a month now.  By the time we are done we will have been through 13 states and covered almost 5000 miles.  Yeah.  I am not kidding and it was all by choice.

A ton of people have mentioned that we are nuts for road tripping this far and I will admit that I was nervous before we started.  I had never been on a month long vacay before and I did not know what to expect emotionally from myself, my hubby or my kids.

We all arrived at our first destination together and then my husband flew back home and left us with the van.  He would be returning to spend the last two weeks with us.  It would have been great if he could have been with us the whole four weeks but hey, someone has to pay for the trip ;)  

Week one was great but going into week two I was getting worried.  Both #1 and #2 were starting to ask for home.  We were having a great time with friends and family but they were obviously getting homesick.  This was bad!  We still had two weeks of travel left.  Yikes!  I told my husband that they were asking for home but that I was hoping they would perk up once he arrived.

This is where the story gets good.  My instincts were right.  Once we were all five together,  going to the geographical location of our house was not mentioned again.  Victory.  My kids definition of home was not a building it was a collection of hearts. 

This may not sound like a big deal to you but it was huge to me.  We have moved across country three times in a six year period.  Every time we settle them in and then rip them away I worry that we are committing child abuse.  Because of these fears we have worked really hard at defining home by people and not places.  We have read anything we could get our hands on and talked to numerous counselors, doctors, and other specialist.  This was time consuming and often anything but convenient.  I have often wondered if they truly felt secure or if I had damaged them beyond repair. 

It looks like I can relax a little in this area.  We have many wonderful pictures and memories from this vacation but for me the best souvenir of all is knowing that no matter where we are if we are together then all five of us agree that we are home.  Love my family.

1 comment:

  1. I love it, and this is something I am working on with our family too. I love your phrase that people are our currency. You are a phenomenal mama.