Two parents, three kids, two dogs, one cat…in one RV.
Stories from our life on the road.
Homecoming
You know that feeling when you drive into a place and your whole body just exhales?
A deep sigh of relief.
A homecoming.
That is Montana.
Oh Medora, How I Adore ‘Ya.
Nikki: “You’re staying in Medora? Are you going to see The Musical?!”
Me: “What’s The Musical?”
Nikki: “You’ve never heard of the Medora Musical?!”
You guys, it’s a thing. And it’s glorious.
Greetings from Summer Camp!
Remember at the beginning of this blog when I said we were just going to relax and roll with life, make no decisions, blah blah blah… ?
Yeah.
Turns out, that’s hard.
Sisterhood: A Love Letter
For roughly the first half of my life, I was a terrible friend.
I didn’t know how to do it.
I didn’t understand how it worked.
Very early on, I had some incredibly hurtful experiences with friendship (I know I’m not unique in this). I felt abandoned, discarded. And in the way that childhood pain does, those experiences wove themselves into my feelings of self-worth.
So I built a little shell around myself.
No one can hurt me if I don’t let them in.
Women can’t hurt me if I don’t let them in.
Friendship can’t hurt me if I don’t let it in.
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