Sometimes, what appears to be a curse is actually a huge blessing. I’m sure many of you have had this experience before— although some don’t always recognize it. I certainly didn’t at first.
Growing up in New England, I experienced various strange health symptoms that worsened when I moved South. Put simply, my health issues eventually became debilitating, causing me to dig deeper to find the root cause— which ended up being purely environmental. The food I was eating and the air I was breathing (the two most essential things to life) were destroying me.
I learned that the solution could be found in a combination of fresh, clean, mold-free air, and whole, real food. Since I have always enjoyed camping and traveling, and loved the thought of living in an RV full-time, this part of the equation was pretty exciting for me (although my excitement was somewhat softened by the fact that I was as sick as a dog, and needed relief). So, in the Fall of 2015, our family of six (+ 1 cat, 1 dog and 1 lizard) bought a bus that had been converted into an RV, got rid of everything we owned, and hit the road in pursuit of health.
Over the course of our travels these last few years, we covered 15+ US States– some of which made my health much worse. During the beginning of our journey and after visiting several nearby States, we finally gave up on the humid East Coast that we all loved. And after our bus became unhealthy for our family as well, we got rid of everything again, and with the help of our church, family and some friends, we bought simple tents and camping gear, and drove West to tent camp where the climate is much drier.
There are a million stories from our travels and adventures thoughout Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Georgia, Florida, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, Utah, Idaho, and Montana. Some of which I will write about in future blog posts. For now, we are in Northwestern Montana — in one of the most beautiful places in the world (in my opinion), and a place where I have been able to heal considerably, but not completely.
This story has not ended here, so we will see where this blessed “curse” continues to carry our family in the future– as we learn, and grow in our struggles. Struggles that make our happiness more full and mature, and real.
Struggles that I see now as the Lord’s blessing.