Thursday, May 26, 2016 It’s the first morning of our summer RV trip and I’m thinking about permanence. Specifically, about how I could stay for a while at this beautiful FREE spot we found, although there is a 14-day limit. So you could move somewhere else for another 14-days, and then another, and so on. … Read More →
Sunday, May 22, 2016 It feels a bit surreal to think that I will officially be houseless, living out of my RV, and on the road in less than three days. The plan is to spend the summer (more or less) traveling through the western part of the United States in my Winnebago Brave. That’s … Read More →
I traveled alone with my almost two-year-old from Dallas to Pawley’s Island in September 2014. We met my Dad and stepmom and my stepmom’s brother and his wife there. It was a nice beach vacation, though one of the primary purposes of the trip was to scatter the remains of my stepmom’s mother, who had … Read More →
I first flew with my son when he was nearly 20 months old. I imagined it would be the perfect introductory flight: a mere 45-minutes from Dallas to Houston with family waiting on the other side. My husband stayed behind. Because, you know, how bad could a 45-minute flight be? Well that perfect 45-minute flight … Read More →
As I dangled from the TelefériQo, 10,000 above ground, the world sprawled out beneath me. Jagged squares of green and brown blanketed the earth below, stitched together like the patchwork quilts my grandmother sewed by hand. Rashes of miniature houses spread like bits of seashell along the shore. We descended through mountains of cloud and … Read More →