Saying goodbye is something we’re going to have to get used to. Living a life on the road means spending good quality time with people, but always needing to say goodbye.

The last two weeks before we headed away from the North of England (our former home) we stayed parked up on George’s grannies drive (which is the same road his parents live on). So we’ve had a ton of quality time together over these last weeks in the North. You’d think that would have made it easier to say goodbye but it certainly did not! It was really hard and I had a big pang of guilt for leaving.

To keep myself from being overwhelmed with guilt, I put myself in their position and imagined someone close to me going away on the adventure of their dreams. Yes of course I’d miss them, but I’d also wish them nothing but the best. So with that hat on, it really helped me to see clearly, and focus on our adventure ahead!

Another thing that has helped me process these difficult emotions is recognising how much more present I’ve become since living my life on my own terms, rather than based on what I thought was expected of me. Living on the road has made me feel more alive than ever before, and because of this I can be a shining light to those I spend time with, rather than constantly needing to recharge my energy. 

And a phrase that popped into my head whilst running the other day to sum this up is not calling it goodbye, but farewell for now.

*picture is George’s parents dog, Boris, in the most adorable waiting pose!