I was just going through some journals and notes, and found this in one of my saved files. Kinda sums up my feelings as we got ready to head home.
May 11, 2018
We have been sailing for the last 5 days, and have just spotted land this afternoon. We were supposed to arrive in Victoria tomorrow morning, but due to a passenger medical emergency, we are arriving this evening instead. It kind of hit me that we are nearing the end of our amazing year of travels. And I am sad. I don’t want it to end. I want to keep exploring and forget about “real” life. I would make sure to check in and visit home more than once a year, but I would love to keep travelling forever. I don’t know what it is about it, but I love it. I am excited to see family and friends; to have regular hangouts again, and the social aspect of being with people I have a history with….friends you don’t have to work at getting to know, but can just hang out and talk about anything and everything. The boys are excited (especially Isaac), to get back home and see friends, and get a little bit of their independence back. But travelling has become our new normal. We had our ups and downs, but it was a way of life for us for the past year, and it has become comfortable being uncomfortable. What I mean by that is things that used to make us uncomfortable are now comfortable: picking up a new rental car, packing up after only two nights in a place, not knowing where we’re going in three days time, going out for coffee with friends we just made. These are the realities of long term travelling. I’m going to miss it. I’m going to miss exploring new places and seeing them through Isaac’s and Jo’s eyes. They see things a little differently and with a little more magic than we do. I’m going to miss learning about different cultures from local people while actually living in those cultures. I’m going to miss travelling with other people. There’s a bond that forms that you just don’t get through regular life. I know we were blessed to have this year together. I know we were blessed with all we got to see and do. I know our friends and family are waiting at home to hear all our stories and see all our pictures. But it still hurts saying goodbye to a year that was a little bit magical, a little bit challenging, and a whole lot memorable.
I’m so very grateful to have had this experience, and that we got to share it with all of you. Thanks for riding along with us. I am forever grateful.