Thanks to those of you who came to my parent’s house and wished us well and saw us off.
Thank you for the gift cards and laughter and well wishes.
Thank you for following along with us on our journey.
Thank you for praying for us.
Thanks for feeding us and letting us use your showers and park in your driveways and parking lots.
At so many various points throughout this journey (which is only a week old) I’ve met discouragement or frustration or uncertainty. And more than once your Facebook notes or Tweets or emails or blog comments have been just what I’ve needed at that particular moment.
Even thought it’s the six of us here in the bus, your encouragement and cheers make it feel like there are many more on this journey than just us. And almost as much as I enjoy living out this trip with my family, I also enjoy telling you what’s going on and getting your reactions.
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It’s been kind of a tough first week. You know, what with getting stuck in a ditch, and learning the tricks of the trade with this bus, and trying to get the kids into a routine, and having a busy first weekend, and watching the laundry pile up, and trying to figure out where to dump our waste water, and making sure the van doesn’t go flying off the trailer behind the bus…it’s been a lot.
But we’re getting there. And we’re learning so much about ourselves and each other.
All of that to say once again: thank you.