Big Changes, Tiny Trailer

Have you heard the saying nothing changes unless something changes? Well I've taken it to heart in a very big and tiny way!

It wasn’t that long ago that I was laying in my bed and staring out my bedroom window. It was the beginning of Spring and everyone started to find their way outside again. Sick from my chemotherapy treatments, and too weak to get out and embrace the nicer weather, I would often day dream of my family travels over the years. Looking through old photos and remembering when I flew out to join Aaron on tour in California with two small kids and we drove up and down the coast, or the time we discovered a little town in Michigan where we took the smallest ferry on the shortest boat ride back to Canada –we thought we would surely sink. I remembered the time we spent in the Smokey Mountains where we practically lived at a local waterpark and ate copious amounts of froyo. These, and many more travel memories are the ones I held most dear while sick and taking the steps to “beat cancer”.

But this post is not about cancer. It is about my life after cancer. Cancer awakened me from sleeping, and now I can’t close my eyes. I don’t want to close my eyes, because I know too well that time is so fragile that you need only find a lump in your breast to have it all stop, and for many friends I have made along the way, come to an end.

This post is about the memories I have that gave me peace, and also kept me restless and wanting more. I remember thinking to myself early in my diagnosis, “will I ever see the ocean again?”. Well it has been 3 years, and the time to move is now. The ocean is waiting and every sunset calling my name. I am ready to release myself into the unknown and pave a new path - one that doesn’t wait, but rather drives directly to where I feel most alive.

So in an effort to create more of these memories, find more time to connect and enjoy the ones I love, and reclaim my living, Aaron & I, and the kids have made some big changes!

Aaron has left his job.

We have pulled our kids out of school.

We renovated our tiny trailer.

We rented out our home.

We packed up all our things.

We’ve down-sized to our 13’ tiny trailer and strapped the rest of our life to the roof of our car. We are heading out for a 1-year trip across Canada and beyond. Eep. Still feels a bit surreal, but here we are! I am typing this post from my bed in our 1978 Boler, and so there is not turning back! Come Along For The Ride

I appreciate so many of you following as I documented my cancer journey, and I’m excited to invite you to follow along on my new travels - like a virtual road trip, I am an open book and you best believe I will be taking it all in as though it was my last – the food, the people, the places, the sunsets… and there may be tears when I see the ocean again. I’ll let you know!

If you are interested, you can follow our trip on instagram @thetinytravellingtrailer or right here at thetinytravellingtrailer.com.

Here we go… no matter what happens, we can look back at this moment in time and say remember when we took a risk and it felt like living.