Sandy and I are now about a year and a half into this nomadic lifestyle.

Tomorrow, January 28, 2022 we will celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary as well as our 33rd year of being together.  Yes, we started dating and got married on the same date.  We started dating on January 28, 1989 and were married on January 28, 1995.

The years since our 25th anniversary have been exciting, adventurous and amazing to say the least.

In 2020, we celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary and as we were preparing to embark on a new nomadic journey later that year, the world shut down.

Still, we moved forward.

We purchased our RV on March 20, 2020, the same day that Pennsylvania Governor, Tom Wolf was issuing shutdown orders for the state.

Still, we moved forward.

On August 14, 2020 we moved out of our house and embarked on this wonderful, crazy, and gutsy nomadic journey.

Still, we moved forward.

There was so much uncertainty in the world at that time.

Still, we moved forward.

We had faith that everything was going to work out, and it has.  Better than either of us could have ever imagined.

There are some people in our lives who still don’t understand why we’re doing this, but many others who completely get it, and are a little envious as well.

At the end of the day, the only opinions that really matter are mine and Sandy’s.  Well, Youk’s as well.  Nonetheless, the three of us have zero regrets on our lifestyle decision.

Many times, throughout our lives, before going full-time, we’ve had conversations with friends talking how they’d love to have a house on the beach or in the mountains or fill in the blank.

The beauty of our nomadic lifestyle is that we can have all of those things and more.

There have been times when we have had our home on a mountain.  There have been times when we have had our home on a beach or within walking distance to the beach.  There have been times when we have had our home in the woods.  There have been times when we have had our home in a desert.  There have been times when we have had our home near a city.  There have been times when we have had our home in the middle of nowhere.  There have been times when we have had our home in the yard or driveway of friends and family.  There have been times when we have had our home on a farm.  There have been times when we have had our home in a minor league baseball stadium parking lot.  There have been times when we have had our home in a rehabilitation center.  There have been times when we have had our home in the middle of a strawberry festival or RV show.  There have been times when we have had our home in a Wal-mart, Cracker Barrel or rest area parking lot.  The list goes on and on.

We’ve had the opportunity to walk on beaches and hike mountain trails within just a few days of each other.  We’ve walked more miles holding hands barefoot in the sand in the past 18 months than we had in the previous 31 years.  We’ve also experienced more beautiful sunrises and sunsets than we could have ever imagined.

Sometimes we get up early, other times we sleep in late.  We can make our rules in that regard.

We’ve been able to experience different foods and cultures in many different places.  It really is mind blowing how vastly different cultures can be in the same country.

One day, we ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner in three different states.  I don’t believe that there are too many other people that can make that claim.

I’m no longer convinced that God created us to be in one spot for our entire lives.  It doesn’t make sense to me anymore.  I believe that perhaps the Native Americans had it right.

Sometimes people will ask us when are you “coming home” again?  The truth and beauty of our nomadic lifestyle is that everywhere that we go is “home” for us now.  A house isn’t necessarily a home.  A house is just a building.  Our house just happens to have wheels on it.

The definition of home is “the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.”

Thus, what I just said is exactly on point, everywhere that we go is “home” for us now.

Everything that we own, everything that we need is inside of our 33’ Class C Forest River Sunseeker.  Most importantly, we have each other and we have more love than ever before inside of that 33’ Class C Forest River Sunseeker.

Our traveling home has allowed us to see and meet people that we would have never had the opportunity to see and meet had we still lived in a “traditional” house.

We’ve met people who we have become so close to in such a short period of time.  People who we never would have crossed paths with if we had remained in our sticks and bricks house.  Some of these people have become some of the closest that we’ve ever had.

Our circle of friends has become bigger geographically and more genuine then at any other time of our lives.  We’ve been able to connect with people that we love in so many different places.  Just last week at the Tampa RV Super Show, we saw a dozen friends of ours that we had volunteered with on various Y2V projects and met many others who we may volunteer with in the future.

We love having the opportunity to volunteer and make a positive impact in so many places across the country.  The volunteer projects that we have helped with have given us purpose on this nomadic journey that we’re on.

We’ve been able to make a positive impact on so many people and likewise, have had so many people make an incredibly positive impact on us as well.

The RV community is a special community.  Especially those who are living this same nomadic full-time lifestyle as we are.  It’s tough to pinpoint exactly, but there are incredibly beautiful people in this community.  Sandy and I feel more a part of this community than we ever did of our old community.  The best thing about the RV community is that people are genuine, no agendas, just like-minded people who are willing to help one another out whenever possible.

We had met a sweet couple that were our neighbors for a few days at the RV Show who brought us delicious homemade cheesecake one night for no particular reason other than to be kind.  Because that’s what people in the RV community do.  Spread love and kindness.

We’ve now traveled over 32,000 miles and have been in 38 different states, yet we have barely scratched the surface of the beauty that this enormous country that we live in has to offer.

We’ve been to national parks, state parks, county parks, ballparks, and amusement parks.

We’ve eating at friend’s houses, family members houses, chain restaurants and dives.

We’ve driven on interstates, back roads, dirt roads, straight roads, winding roads, flat roads, and hilly roads.

Our list of places that we need to get back to is growing as quickly as our list of places that we still need to see for the first time.  Each time that we cross one thing off of the list, we add at least two more.  The list is ever evolving.

We still have good days and bad days, but believe me, a bad in the RV is still better than most good days anywhere else.

Sometimes we may have our schedule set for several months in advance.  Most times, it’s not planned out much further than a week.  It’s always pretty fluid.

Some people think that we’re going through a phase or a mid-life crisis, but we’re not.  We’re enjoying every single second of this nomad life.  We don’t have an exit plan.  We’re content and happier than ever.

We’re taking one day at a time and listening to the Lord for guidance.

We have no regrets.  We’re not looking back.  We’re living life on our own terms.

We’re loving our nomad life.