It’s a WanderFull Life

Well, not just one wish. A whole hatful, Mary. I know what I’m gonna do tomorrow, and the next day, and the next year, and the year after that. I’m shakin’ the dust of this crummy little town off my feet and I’m gonna see the world. Italy, Greece, the Parthenon, the Colosseum. Then, I’m comin’ back here and go to college and see what they know… And then I’m gonna build things. I’m gonna build airfields, I’m gonna build skyscrapers a hundred stories high, I’m gonna build bridges a mile long…

 

George Bailey, I’ll love you til the day I die.

Some days, I’m George Bailey’s wishes and I’m gonna see the whole world, and some days I’m George Bailey’s reality and I’m gonna stay home and love the whole wide world by loving the people around me.

This week I’ve been packing up and saying goodbye. My sweet Mexican students keep asking if they can “stay with” different posters and odds and ends from our classroom that I would otherwise throw away. In Spanish, to keep something is literally said to “stay with” it, so it’s a reasonable mistake that I’ve been trying to correct in their little brains for about a week.

Yesterday, one little girl came up to me and said, “Miss… I want to… keep?… you.”

Heart. Melt.

 

I’ve wandered my way over to Mexico this year and I’m about to wander across the United States on my way back home during the rest of this month. I’ll be spending time in Arizona, California, New York, and then driving to Tennessee before settling in for the long haul, and I’ll have everything I own here in Mexico with me for the whole journey. I’ll get to see family and friends and I probably won’t have quite as much time for writing.

So, for the month of July here at The Inspired Story, we’re going to be chatting about this WanderFull life with some friends of mine (and don’t worry, I’ll be popping in from time to time too). I have a whole slew of way-cooler-than-me guest bloggers lined up who will be telling you about where their journeys are taking them these days and what they’re learning along the way.

I’m terrible at goodbyes (aren’t we all?) and part of me wants to “stay with” this place and this period in my life, but part of me knows that the next step is elsewhere. I don’t know where I’m going but more and more I find that no one does, and that’s why we love a good journey story.

I’m so excited to see where this goes (see what I did there?). You can look forward to an opening guest post from my favorite Cambodian, Whitney Conard, later this week.

 

"All you can take with you is that which is given away."

“All you can take with you is that which you’ve given away.”

I hope that by hearing of others’ Wanders this month, we can hold our own closer and share them more freely.

Wander on, friends.

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2 Comments

  1. Kim Haltiwanger · · Reply

    Daddy’s grandpa used to say (when we took him out to lunch, for example), “I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way!”

    1. Love it! Thanks mom.

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