Reflecting on 2012, I can still feel the excitement I felt the day that I finally knew without a doubt that I could do whatever I wanted with absolutely nothing to fear! I didn’t know at the time that a cross-country road trip was in my future, but I was ready for whatever the Universe was sending my way.
I started entertaining the idea of relocating and decided that a road trip would be an excellent way to explore possibilities. I decided eventually that a cross-country road trip would not only be an incredible experience but a great photo opportunity as well. Little did I imagine, however, the impact it would have on me as I drove out of my sister’s driveway that January afternoon. I was anticipating the experience of a lifetime without a clue as to what lay ahead, and that was perfectly fine.
I made new friends and met old friends for the first time. I witnessed unspeakable beauty and tried tofu for the first time. I drove down narrow, winding mountain roads and crossed bridges that would’ve scared me a year earlier. I visited landmarks in the middle of nowhere and was often the only one there. I saw the homes of presidents and left well wishes at the home of a superstar. I dared to walk the Skywalk and in the steps of Wyatt Earp and Judge Roy Bean.
I visited Hatfield and McCoy country, Laura Ingalls’ Little House, the home of The Waltons’ Earl Hamner, and my first convent in Oldenburg, Indiana. I crossed the border into Mexico and spent the afternoon in Vancouver, BC. I roamed the back roads of America and drove Route 66. I enjoyed the country’s mountains, parks, lakes and oceans as well as its flowery meadows and covered bridges and caught the sunset on the Pacific Coast Highway.
This was the year, too, that I came out of the shadows and started blogging and sharing my trip on Facebook. I thank each and every one of you who followed my journey on Facebook, who read and commented on my blog, who called or texted me to find out where I was on any given day, and who prayed for my safety.
I thank each of you who inspired me by letting me know that my journey inspired you in some way; that because of it, you’re more aware of yours and are taking the time to “stop and smell the roses”.
My life is so much richer for having driven those 20,684 miles, and what a moment it was when my cousin referred to me as a celebrity upon my return! Priceless!