Moments of Missing Home

We traveled almost 16,000 miles in Love Dove over the course of 5 months.  She makes a lovely home. I spend post after post showing the fabulous places our home takes us.  However, all our moments aren't perfect or even fabulous.  We still occasionally have bickering brothers in the back seat, rotten fruit in the fruit hammock, and loud disagreements over how or where to park. Here are a few of those moments.

T, age 10,  missed home since day 1. He is a home body.  If it were up to him we would have never left home. At least every other day I heard the question "When are we going home?" to which I replied when we get there.  I know he wanted a solid answer but I didn't have one.  A different mom would have given him some closure, a different mom wouldn't have taken him out of school to go on the adventure. But he doesn't have a different mom.  He has me. And I say I don't know when we will be back to the house but you are home.  A home with people who love you and a world that is awaiting you.  James bought him a compass, good call Pappa! When he was sad he figured out which direction we needed to drive to get home.  His home sickness also taught him how to use the map more effectively.  See good things can come out of uncomfortable situations. And when he was sledding down the White Sands and surfing in Malibu, he wasn't asking about home.

 E, age 11, started missing home about a month and a half before we arrived home.  E knew we would be home before fall, so he was along for the ride.  He was definitely anxious to have a more reliable internet connection and computer access.  As much as he and I LOVE nature we also LOVE our technology.  Our most annoying conversations involved him asking to use electronic devices and wifi and me telling him no.  You can see why we were both annoyed.

I didn't really miss home.  I had moments of missing my friends.  I do have awesome friends but they don't all live near my house, so even when I am at the house, I miss my friends.  I had moments of missing fresh berries, eggs, and lettuce from the garden.  But, I love being on the road. I loved seeing all the new places, plants, and animals.  I loved the conversations James and I had about rock formations.  I love being on the road.


James had many days when he missed the Red and climbing with his friends.  Equally he had just as much fun hanging out with his crazy family that he loves dearly and contemplating never leaving Yosemite Valley.  James' worries centered around the car running well and landing a job when we get back.  He has a strong sense of needing to provide above and beyond the call of duty. 

In the top photo James is comforting T in one of the hard moments.  Our good moments outweighed the sad so know we are human and had frustrating moments but then open another post and read some good stuff!