At the beginning of our gap year - June of 2023 - I was overwhelmed by all the decision I felt I needed to make. One such decision was about social media. It felt like I had to choose between experiencing my year or documenting it, and for what? It can be a double edged sword to "capture" a moment. To collect our experiences in images and words is precious, but in so doing, it can also remove us from the very moment we’re trying to preserve. I wanted to find a balance.
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My Ducks Aren’t Ready!
I panic, throw a bit of a tantrum, tell the universe I’m not ready, and then, the year comes anyways. Miraculously, I don’t die, the world doesn’t explode, and life seems to chug along, business as usual! It’s all rather disappointing. After all, what’s anxiety worth if not for a little drama! But I digress.
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It’s Not All Roses and Cupcake Farts…
There are moments that take my breath away, so full of joy and gratitude that I cannot think of a better way to spend my life but by taking a family gap year. There are other moments that make me wonder why we ever considered taking this journey and beg me to question my sanity when I thought a gap year with my family was a solid "plan." But mostly, the moments we’ve experienced these past few moths fall somewhere in between.
