Today we’re moving the last of our stuff out of the apartment that has been my home for the past 8.5 years and beginning our adventure in temporary homelessness.

We have not yet been able to find a campground, yard, or driveway that could hold the trailer we’ve borrowed, so it’s still in storage in Joshua Tree. Richard and I will mostly be living out of our van for now. We can go stay with his grandma in Morrow Bay some of the time, but that’s 5 hours from our kids, their schools, my lawyer, the court, and my job so if it’s going to be our long-term solution, some big things will need to shift.

Nadia and Brooke will be staying some extra time with their Dad until we find a place to stay or camp. Of course they don’t love this, but they’re being great about it. I am hoping we can at least find somewhere to stay overnight a couple times per month, even if it’s in a tent, so that I can still have them every other weekend until we sort out a long term solution. I miss them already.

I’m still calling in the income and housing combo that allows us to rebuild our home in a healthier building and circumstance. Can’t wait to see how it manifests!

There have been a lot of tough feelings to move through this week. This is not easy. But it does feel good to be letting go of several toxic dynamics at once, so I’m trying to focus on that.

I’m grateful for the memories this home has held. I’m grateful to have this opportunity to experience life with less priviledge as it is already deepening my understanding of priviledge and my compassion for marginalized people. And I’m excited to see what happens next.