For the most part I have tried to share the happy, positive parts of our adventures over the past year and a half. There are several reasons that I’m motivated to focus mainly on the good stuff.
The good stuff is what I want to focus on now. I mean, you are what you think, right?
The good stuff is what I want to remember later. Much of what I record I hope to have for years to come, so that we can look back on these adventures and happily reminisce. I want us to remember all of the joys and gifts that we experienced as we traveled.
Fun sells, and I want to impress you. I mean, let’s just get it out there. In our day of social media, we all want to post the best stuff…and that’s not necessarily all bad (see above points). But I also don’t want to run the risk of “fake-booking”.
So here are some things that you should know…
For every time we happened upon a local festival in a town, we saw posters for 4 others that we just missed. For every time the girls said, “This is the best day of my life!”, they also said “This is the worst day of my life.” (Usually these 2 statements happened within the span of 4 hours.) We’ve all worn shirts with stains, or hiked with toes peeking out of shoes, or realized in public that our pants had holes in unmentionable places. We’ve burned ourselves out on all the picnic menus we could think of. We’ve yelled, “Stop shaking the house!” too many times at jumping kids for it to be funny anymore.
So in an attempt to balance the tension between 2 desires: to not let the hard things overshadow the great things, but also to be realistic about what life on the road is like, I bring you…
Sad Faces in Beautiful Places
Disclaimer: No children are hurt or afraid in any of these pictures, and all of them are being used with their permission.
Collecting these photos helped me to have a better attitude in these moments when negative emotions were getting in the way of my rosy scrapbook memories. Instead of joining them in despair, I would sometimes think, “Oh, yay! Another one for my collection!” (You may notice that there are no pictures of me looking grumpy…even though there were plenty of TIMES that I was grumpy. But I didn’t have the self-awareness at those moments to think of taking a selfie…maybe next time.)