As I was putting away the 8th load of laundry this week, I looked up and saw the title of a book I bought for both of my boys. "Fortune Favors the Brave". It's a children's quote book about living life fearlessly. The irony of doing the most mundane house chores as I started to have a think on it is not lost on me. The day-to-day tasks of momdom make me crave adventure. I wouldn't change an ounce about our life. I know you have to put in the work to reap the reward. It's just that I want my kids to live fearlessly. I want them to be in love with life. I want them to be brave. I want them to be happy.
The past few months have been a whirlwind of emotions. We found out in February that we will be expecting our third babe this coming November. We can not wait to add another bundle of love to our beautifully chaotic lives. Mind you, we still don't have some boxes put away after moving into our dream home but I'm sure newborns aren't too bothered by moving boxes anyway. We were on a course for our life that had been in motion for a very long time. We had finally moved into the most amazing neighborhood, our oldest son was luckily selected out of hundreds in a lottery for our dream school, our crazy dog had finally shed some of her crazy. I worked from home when I could and my hubby, Dan, went to a job that he loved everyday restoring WW2 aircraft. We were here and we loved it. And as always with life, as soon as everything was set into perfect motion, everything got completely flipped upside down.
My husband's job wasn't just a job, it was his passion. He loved the work that he did and he was damn good at it. Beyond that, this was a business he was being groomed to buy. We had been told the business would be sold to us in a few years time. So not only was it our main source of income and his source of joy, it was our dream and our future. That was all taken away last month, the details of which leave the most bitter taste in my mouth. We could sulk, sure. We could complain of injustice, of course. We could find the first job that pays the bills and be secure. But fortune always favors the brave. So, instead we are following our hearts. We are making the journey to Alaska with just three weeks to plan.
How did this adventure come about? A few years ago my adorable husband talked me into buying a 1955 Jewel. A vintage travel trailer that needed a lot of love. Luckily, our family runs on love and Dan is quite handy with these projects. So we bought it. We had no way to tow it but we bought it. I immediately started dreaming up adventures for our family. Big Sur, Tahoe, Zion. Suddenly, the ultimate adventure idea popped into my head and I couldn't stop daydreaming about it. Alaska. We would spend a month or three and make our way to Alaska. We could stop at the Goonies' Beach in Oregon, have coffee in Seattle, and hike in Yellowstone on the way. There were so many things to see, so many adventures to be had! The more I thought about it, the more I was convinced this was something our family had to do together. The more I talked, the more Dan realized this idea wasn't going away. I wanted to fund it through photography so I could do sessions on the way up and take photos at every stop to sell when we got back. It was the perfect vision but we could never find the time to go. Until now.
It's now or never and I choose now.
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If she makes it, this beauty is what we'll be arriving in!