Saying yes

We take off tomorrow.  Our house is packed up and ready for our renters, our RV fridge is filled.   And T does not want to go. He is already missing his friends and grieving another missed year at school.  He says it will be terrible and he will be miserable.  We have been trying to sit with his sadness and anger.  Honestly, I have my doubts too. We are leaving jobs, schools, family, friends, home, neighbors-- all parts of life that we love, for the complete unknown.  We are leaving security.  We are told homes on wheels break, sewage tanks back up. Weather will likely be too hot and too cold.  There will be bugs, smoke, fires and the delta variant. We will make connections and then say goodbye again and again.  We will be on top of each other in a small space. We will fight, make messes, we will experience boredom and anger. YET, I said to T (and myself)… yet, it is also possible that miraculous things will happen. It’s possible we will...