Longing for Adventure

Summer is flying by so quickly.  Soon schools will be starting.  I feel as if I was rushing most of the summer, and I forgot to enjoy it.  With a wedding, a play, VBS, a teen working, and my new decluttering project... Did I miss summer?

Tomorrow my youngest begins soccer. 

Time has flown by so quickly.  My husband and I are hoping for one more adventure before we begin our school year.  As we were talking, we both realized that we used to be different.  I know I was when I was younger.  I was up for an adventure, and I didn't have much money.  Life was an adventure at one point. 

Feet in the water, sand between my toes

I began thinking back over the years.  It seems like, somewhere along the way, I lost that spirit I once had.  Was it when I had more than a hold or two?  Was it when I began to stay home with the children?  Was it when I was more consumed by bills and groceries than living my life?

I have lived in many places in the United States.  I've traveled through roughly 42 of our great 50 States.  And yet, for the last sixteen years, I've barely been through five or six.  

I don't know if it's a mid-life crisis thing or if God is just doing some shaking, but I long for a bit of adventure again.  I long to travel and make new memories with my children and husband. I'm not sure if we'll be able to go far or do much, but I'm excited to try. 

Life got complicated along the way.  I want to uncomplicate things. We'll see where God takes me on this path He has me on.