multiracial couple with pile of boxes preparing to relocate

Unexpected Changes, Unexpected Timeline

Suddenly we find ourselves with days to get our house ready to put on the market before we leave for vacation. We will have less than a week to finish the packing and move once we return from vacation. While our previous moves have involved months of planning and then a rush at the very end to get everything taken care of, this is all just happening in a rush. A rush that feels right, but a rush nonetheless.

IKEA Dreams, Camper Living Realities

Yeah, I have a lot of wants and it might be driving me a little crazy. I didn’t think I would be the first to crack, but I was. Our kids quickly followed and my husband is getting close. I know that we are lucky. We have a place to live and it is our place. It isn’t borrowed, it isn’t a hotel, and we have four walls and air-conditioning. While we are homeless by official definition, we still have a home, even if it doesn’t feel like “home.” While I may be dreaming of a shopping trip to Ikea where I will actually be able to buy stuff, I’m also mentally purging as I remember all of the stuff that we have to move into a house that is 1000 square feet smaller than our last house. If anything, camper living has taught me the lesson that I have been teaching my writing students for years: “Less is more.” And while we are still displaced, the light is at the end of the tunnel. Some days that light seems dimmer, some days it seems brighter, but it is still there.