This afternoon, I heard one of my favorites songs: Black by Pearl Jam. As I sang along, a perfect memory flashed in my mind.
It was the summer of 1996 and Mr. Q and I were driving by Otter Cliffs in Acadia National Park, singing along to a mix tape in his Daytona. He was back from two semesters abroad and ready to start senior year. I was a few weeks short of 21 and he bought me wine coolers. We had dinner with friends and then watched our first sunset together from Cadillac Mountain. We were "just friends", but I still think of that day as one of our first dates.
Bliss.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Delicious Day
Monday, May 3, 2010
Life Isn't Simple
Friday, April 30, 2010
Beach Day!
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Freedom to Fly
Everyone once in a while, I learn something new about myself. Often times, it is with the help of the amazing man that I call Mr. Q. Last weekend, I was struck by a life-altering jolt thanks to an idea of his.
It's no secret that I've found life as a homeowner overwhelming. For the past year, I've felt trapped by our commitment to this house. For years, I was able to test my wings a bit more each time that we moved. When we returned to New England, I felt my wings were being clipped. Mr. Q helped me to see that feeling like I was forced into this situation was a major factor in my finding it so oppressive. After all, he said, it's happened before. Why is it that what was glaringly obvious to him completely baffled me?
A short while later, he said something about me hitting the road with the kids in an RV. My brain was spinning so fast at that point that I'm not sure exactly what he said, but I suddenly felt more alive than I had in a long time. Traveling in an RV is something we'd both love to do and he's willing to find a way to make it work, even if that means me going without him. He's giving me the freedom to fly and even nudging me out of the nest!
In the week since our discussion, he's continued to be supportive of the idea. Things are fairly nebulous right now. There are an infinite number of details to work out and we have to make some significant financial changes to buy a rig, but I'm confident that we're at the beginning of a new amazing journey. I hope that giving in to the wanderlust for a few more years will eventually soothe my desire to travel. In the meantime, I think it will give the younger kids an amazing childhood!
It's no secret that I've found life as a homeowner overwhelming. For the past year, I've felt trapped by our commitment to this house. For years, I was able to test my wings a bit more each time that we moved. When we returned to New England, I felt my wings were being clipped. Mr. Q helped me to see that feeling like I was forced into this situation was a major factor in my finding it so oppressive. After all, he said, it's happened before. Why is it that what was glaringly obvious to him completely baffled me?
A short while later, he said something about me hitting the road with the kids in an RV. My brain was spinning so fast at that point that I'm not sure exactly what he said, but I suddenly felt more alive than I had in a long time. Traveling in an RV is something we'd both love to do and he's willing to find a way to make it work, even if that means me going without him. He's giving me the freedom to fly and even nudging me out of the nest!
In the week since our discussion, he's continued to be supportive of the idea. Things are fairly nebulous right now. There are an infinite number of details to work out and we have to make some significant financial changes to buy a rig, but I'm confident that we're at the beginning of a new amazing journey. I hope that giving in to the wanderlust for a few more years will eventually soothe my desire to travel. In the meantime, I think it will give the younger kids an amazing childhood!
Monday, April 5, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Simple Saturday
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