Hartford.
Portsmouth.
Boston.
Hartford.
Burlington.
Boston.
Manhattan.
DC.
Boston.
AVL for two whole weeks.
Back to DC.
That's a normal streak for a road warrior consultant, but it is not common among even that small population that the whole family is interwoven in any significant way, such as ours. Amusingly, our 8-year old has her own itinerary, bouncing between Florida, New England, Ohio, AVL, and yes, Aruba.
On this July 4 celebration of the USA's independence, it's only appropriate to reflect on the parallels of freedom we, the Willeke Family, are so fortunate to have. Some of that can be attributed to raw determination, but the beauty of true freedom is to be afforded the decision of how we want to live as a family. Some peers look at our family with admiration. Some look at our family in abject horror wondering how we maintain sanity. Who cares, right? It's quite possible that all three of us are slight change-of-scenery-junkies, chasing the unique feature of each place, discovering each day how much the world is the same everywhere at the core.
Each of us can disappear into a device in the same room hours at a time, but we're together. Each of can be in different states or even different countries, but we're together. Most importantly, however, all of us can sit around a bar drinking our July 4 beers (and apple juice served in a pint glass) taking turns spotting beautiful things around us, living in the moment.
Family. It is as fragile or strong as desired by those in it; always requiring investment with exponential rewards.
