At the Steel Horse Sisterhood Summit, Lisa Fedders Brouwer spoke on "Love The Journey" and setting priorities. I didn't even need to do the exercise to know which direction my life needed to head. But that night I sat down and worked the steps she had laid out, being as honest with myself as humanly possible. The conclusion was no surprise: I want to live traveling full time on my motorcycle, working on the road, and seeing America.
Last year my hubs Side Road Steve and I traveled a great deal. We crossed the country twice, coast to coast to coast, over a 6 month period. Before we left we moved out of our apartment, put our few possessions in storage, arranged for our bookkeeper to get our mail, send us packages, and help us manage our affairs as we traveled.
We were vagabonds, bohemians, traveling aimlessly wherever the wind blew us. On our self title journey Road Pickle Motorcycle Bohemia, we had an amazing time and even though it was exhausting, I was sorry to see it end.
"I'm drowning, I swear I am. . . "
Pleading with God in a hotel room, pouring over my list of priorities, I could see my life clearly again through the tears in my eyes.
"Steve, I have to go on the road. I hope you'll come with me, but I must go. I don't know if you're willing to leave with me, but I know in my heart this is the right path."
"I don't know. But I have faith it will come. I can trust my heart. The same voice that told me to be with you is telling me we belong on the road. Come with me, please."
"OK. I trust what you're saying. I want to be wherever you are. We'll make it work."
Within 2 weeks we had gained 3 new, solid, long-term clients and given notice on our apartment. We move out June 13, 2014 and plan to travel around, staying one month at a time in different cities and states. No schedule set, just finding our way around, with a few destinations in mind along the way. Just yesterday we decided to sell some of our furniture and a great deal of my clothes and shoes.
"Who knows when we'll return."
My daughter is expecting my grandson and he is due to arrive in 7 weeks. I plan to be by her side, along with her husband and mine, to welcome him into the world. My daughter has encouraged me to explore, follow my heart, and ride those miles.
She and her husband David came for a visit for Mother's Day last weekend. I watched her talking with David and I began to weep.
"Olivia, will you please make sure he knows? Will you make sure the baby knows I love him, even though I won't be around? Do you understand this is what I have to do? Will you help him understand too?"
"Mom, of course!"
She laid her hand on my shoulder.
"Mom, I understand. Really, I do. I'm so proud of you! Don't worry. Baby Jackson will know and he'll be proud of you too. I love you!"
That was all I needed to feel free. Thus, the journey begins.