Living the dream, just what is that anyway?
We did it our way!
So we finally pulled the plug! This boomer has flown the coop, I gave up the life that every boomer my age strives for the house and all that goes with it. The American Dream or NOT. If you had asked me 2 years ago if I thought I would have sold most of my possessions I would have said MAYBE. I know you were thinking she would have said no, but I can’t really say that. I have never been one to fit into any mold, at least for any solid time frame. I think that is a little of the 60’s style boomer mentality that wore off on me.
It’s normal for the X, Y, and other geners to fly away and sell everything they own, but not really so for my generation. We were born to work, raised kids, and retire to a nice little place in the country; Yuppieville. Maybe buy the 5th wheel and become weekend warrior types. That is the last of the American Boomer’s dream right? What I mean is I am on that cusp. The last of the boomers. I came in at the tail end. I missed the 60’s as I was born them.
So, I figured I would change it up a little and I have been working on the idea of less is more. Less in the aspect of possessions means a little more freedom. Freedom was definitely calling me. Not in the way of some younger people, that translates into a way of no responsibilities, and travel light ect. I mean I still have a lot of the boomer in me, I still have a dividend portfolio, and I still like the feeling of security. Ok, ok; even it it’s a little false. I still like comfort. Freedom in the aspect of being able to do more and not be tied down to a house, bills, things, and such. That is why I say “we did it our way”.
For over a year now we have been downsizing and getting rid of a lot of crap. I mean a lot! I never realize how much stuff I had accumulated. That was until I started departing with some of it. With Paul’s retirement from the Marine Corps we chose Southwestern Colorado to call home. It just seemed every year during this time we had more stuff. We have been here 12 years this July which translates into a lot of crap.
Maybe it was my husband’s years in the Corp and my wanderlust, but after the loss of our youngest daughter, priorities changed and we desired a change. I felt I needed to be a little freer, a little lighter, the things that were important before maybe weren’t so important anymore.
It was like I had been in a cocoon but now I needed to emerge into something else, I had been transformed, but not really by choice. So what did that mean? For me it meant, I wanted to spend time not with things but with people. I wanted to see more, do more, experience. I wanted to journey and see everything that my daughter was not able too. I wanted to LIVE! I wanted to discover places and create memories which would last a lifetime.
It’s not that I had never experienced that travel bug, I have had it almost all my life. Now it just seemed to be entering into warp speed. So at the same time we started selling our possessions we started to travel a little more. This was when we decided to place the house up for sale too. After mulling over our options everything from retiring overseas to placing ourselves in our little rental in North Carolina we through caution to the wind and went out and bought a 5th wheel. We decided we were going to live full time in the RV and go from there.
That is how this crazy little journey started and we have tried to turn our tragedy into a story of survival and growth. A story of how one family found a way to move past the all-encompassing grief, and pain and become something their child could not. That is the place I found myself when we decided to purchase the 5th wheel and then become full time residents in it.
I laugh and tell my husband we have become minimalist except we are luxury minimalist. I mean after all I would not want to give up my wine. I still am civilized after all! So I hope you enjoy our journey as we discover different destinations in this little thing we call life.