We could run away. We began to discuss places we could go, and things we could do. I began to think about actually seeing the world. I started to see us showing our children the world. I began to realize there has to be more to life that who has the biggest house, the fanciest car, the largest number of Xbox games, the best grades, and the most friends. I wanted to show my children that the life we were living wasn’t life! I wanted to show them the pyramids of Egypt rather than just read about them. I wanted to have them actually help the orphanage in Ghana rather than watch it on TV. I wanted them to get their hands dirty helping to clean the animals after an oil spill rather than discuss how tragic it was over dinner. My husband and I were beginning to lose that feeling of what was missing, and instead looking forward to filling that mysterious void with adventure. Problem 1, an RV can’t drive to Egypt. Problem 2, I refuse to homeschool the children. Problem 3, my husband still had two years to go before he could retire.
So, I began to read more blogs on my own about sailing families. I began to discuss my fears of going that route, and watched my husband take each fear and find a solution for it. I watched my children getting excited when overhearing our conversations. My husband found solutions to educating the children that didn’t involve me homeschooling them. He had me hook, line, and sinker. I decided if we were going to do this, then let’s start immediately.
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