Michael and I were talking last night about our next move. We have been in Winston-Salem for almost six months. I love being back at home. Michael is getting restless.
While we were talking about our plans, I started to get agitated, even a little angry, and I was not sure why. As I lay in bed trying to go to sleep, it hit me. Fear. My agitation is stemming from fear.
We have been staying with my dad in our COVID bubble. It has been comfortable and that is the problem. The thought of leaving our comfortable bubble to start traveling again is scary for me. I have fear about traveling during COVID. I have anxiety about moving around while the kids have school and we are working. Trip planning is stressful. The new life we are leading is not easy for me.
One of my goals, when we started traveling, was to get out of my comfort zone. I am an introvert and a homebody. Staying home because of COVID has been ok for me. I have a fear of going to new places and meeting new people. I do not want Lucas and Henry to grow up with that fear. I want them to face life with an attitude that they can tackle any obstacle and any fear. I want them to be adventurous. If those are the things I want to see in them, I need to lead by example.
Funny enough, Henry got this fortune cookie last night: 
We also woke up to a little snow this morning. We are thinking of heading out west towards snow. 
Maybe these are signs. Maybe not. Either way, we are moving ahead and I am facing my fears.
Awesome article. Really looking forward to read more. Cool. Jenica Brennan Rennie