A question that people keep asking, “Do you regret doing this?”

I hate this question. It has only been 5 months since I began this journey. Do I miss certain things from having a house? Sure, a big bathroom. My awesome office. That’s just stuff and convenience. I miss talking to my grandkids, and my kids. But we could talk more on the phone. I still love them all, and always will.

I don’t regret the adventure. The people I’ve met. The places I’ve seen. The time I’ve been able to take a breath. Reconnecting with family and friends I wouldn’t have been able to do had I not taken this trip. The spectacular foods, beaches that call me by my name…

How can I regret any of that? Maybe I could have done other things with the monies. Bought another house somewhere else. Spent it wiser, traveled less, played it safe.

I think the risk I’ve taken to do this, fears included, get me out of my comfort zone so that I can allow myself to grow and heal. Allison told me I needed love; and I deserved that. Maybe that’s part of this grand adventure too. Even if it’s just to learn to love me.

This is a journey of many things from stepping off the hamster wheel, to reconnect, reflect, find my belonging home, challenge my brain, regain my strength, find my power…a true-life adventure. Gators and all.

If you’re asking me if I regret it, maybe it’s because you cannot imagine this adventure for yourself. And that’s okay. It’s not your journey and it’s not for everyone. It’s scary for some. It’s a risk to give up your home and live in a RV and travel around the countryside…

‘What if you fail?

Oh, but what if I fly?!’