Unreal. That's the word that comes to mind when reflecting back on 2024, but especially the Christmas season in Florida. I received an unexpected and beautiful Christmas letter from my daughter across the country. The words that struck me the most were about her family tradition memories growing up. Some of the delicious cookies we used to make included a German recipe passed down from my Mom. Two cookies pressed together, held together by a thin layer of cherry jam and topped off with homemade frosting. It was a torturous process that I always dreaded, but because the end result was too delicious, I endured the work. But in all honesty, the memories it brought back of my childhood in Germany and my childhood home were equally important. One tradition that I created was to go on evening drives in random neighborhoods to find the prettiest light spectacles to take in. The kids sitting in the backseat, chattering, laughing, and Christmas music playing on the radio. It felt goo...
When we started our travels August 1st 2019, we had created a walk-in closet in the back of the living room. Downsizing was tough enough, so I at least had to hold on to something that was dear to me: My rather large assortment of clothes...well and shoes! One has to travel in style, you know. The back of the trailer when we originally started to renovate. BEFORE we ever put in the walk-in closet. Then came the finished walk-in closet that didn't survive. In order to house these clothes and all, Joe had to build a clothes rack, that stretched from wall to wall. Then we also had brought 2 dressers from our previous home, for that space. It was a good set up because it was all situated under the king sized loft, that was above. This loft was then used as additional storage space. Well the rough Texas highways did a number on this construction. First, half of the above loft partially collapsed. Joe fixed it by reinforcing the structure....
A lot of things are going thru my mind tonight. Most of the time we stay at camp grounds or State parks. Tonight we happen to be en 'route to our next destination and are staying the night at a halfway point. I am sitting here in a Walmart parking lot looking out my livingroom window, not far from Lake Tahoe in Nevada on this beautiful sunny September afternoon. I am reflecting back on the last 8 weeks of my new gypsy life. The life that my husband and I chose very willingly. Is it what I thought it would be? Is it what I was hoping it would be? It's what you make of it. I am a firm believer that we are not the victim of our circumstances. We make choices and if we don't like them, then we need to adjust them. A close and caring friend of the family wrote us this beautiful letter not too long ago, and how true it is! "Dear Ulrike and Joe, You are now seeing Phase One of your new life more clearly. It's the Discovery Phase wherein you begi...
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