As avid RVers, we read the blogs of other travelers. It’s fun to read their adventures, and educational to learn their mishaps and mistakes.
Our favorite types of posts are epiphanic.
We recently stumbled upon one of those. The father of this particular family is the primary blogger. He telecommutes from the family RV and often writes about what he does and where his work takes them.
In that post, however, he wore his emotions on his sleeve.
As he does every morning, he awoke before the rest of the family did so he could begin his work. He worked for a couple of hours and when the remainder of his family was up — his wife and their three young kids — they ate breakfast together, rode bikes, did some homeschool work… Essentially they just went about their day, accomplishing what they needed. It was a day like any other had become for them, and it was normal.
They were together.
He generally finishes up his work after the kids are in bed for the night, after they’ve eaten dinner together and read a story — or three — together.
That particular evening, though, something clicked with him, all because of a comment his youngest daughter made that day. She had commented that, when they were in a house, Mommy and Daddy spent more time with work and taking care of the house, and she was glad they wern’t in the house because Daddy is around more and there’s not as much housework to be done in an RV.
You can probably tell where this is going.
And it’s true.
When you have a domicile — whether it’s your dream house or a small apartment — it seems that what you live in owns you. There’s more housework, more upkeep, more yardwork… More bills, more appointments, more errands… Yet there’s also less quality time, less vacation time, less family time.
We “lived” in our 30-ft travel trailer for almost a month in late 2015. The most tedious chore was laundry. Everything else was completed in about an hour total per week. There was more time with our sons, going out and exploring, and just doing stuff together.
His little girl nailed it. The space is smaller, the “stuff” is fewer, and the responsbilies are less and take less time to complete, which means quality time is abundant.
He went on to say he noticed his kids got along better, the parental stress was far lower, and everybody just seemed happier…and he’d never stop to think about or appreciate it before then. The fact he telecommuted and they RVd so much had made them closer.
When we tell others about how much we love RVing and how we wished we could do it more, many people reply with the same or similar responses to homeschooling: “I could never be in such a small space with my family for such a long period of time — we’d kill each other/drive one another crazy”; “I could never imagine spending so much time with my kids — I need my time away from them”; “I couldn’t handle having my husband/wife around all day long — distance makes the heart grow fonder.”
That’s one thing about RVers that we’ve picked on that makes us so amazing: we value and crave family time. We just love it! We’re crazy about our spouse, we’re nuts about our kids, and we want as much time together as possible. Isn’t that what being a family is about…or at least used to be?
Our sons are growing so quickly. We love that we homeschool and they’re around all of the time. We love our time with them, and there are days we look back misty-eyed and miss their baby coos, when they were learning to walk, and the nursing days.
More is not always better. More can make you miss out on the meaningful. You get more out of life when you have less.