“The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.”
– Lois Lowry
As I enjoy my meditative voyages by myself, being with loved ones is one of the most important things in life. Traveling with children has opened up their way of seeing life, as well as mine. I always say to my children that there is at least two perspectives to everything. (Obviously I’ve repeated it so much that they roll their eyes and finish the sentence before me.) When on the road with kids, you’re not able to do all the things as with adult company, but instead you have totally new window for place you’re at.
People are different with kids, children reach straight to the core of being human. You get to see the whole new aspect of people. We’ve gained so many warm-hearted friends, and that friendliness is something my kids got as a gift from their journeys, and carry on through their whole life.
When we travel, we live pretty simple life: Live in Air Bn’B or sailboat, do groceries, go where the locals are, meet all the friends. Real life happens where the real people are. I’ve never made the traveling to be a big issue for my kids. It was just another thing we do, not a spectacle. We’ve slept on airports, flied over 25 hour flights, lived on a boat, learned to surf, swim and speak other languages, and it never was a biggie. Just another nice thing to do in “every day life”.
And in the other hand, in everyday life as being on the road, kids get hyper, they have melt downs and sometimes they are annoying. It is ok, and that all will pass, too. Main thing with traveling kids is mellow mood, enough sleep, and maintain the blood sugars solid and steady.