Six Word Friday: Wander

“All who wander are not lost”

this is probably my favorite quote

In my life I have never

really been deeply rooted in one

place. My mom and I were

not gypsies. We didn’t travel constantly.

But every few years, whether due

to finances or restlessness, we moved.

I think we were searching for

our tribe. Our roots were always

set in our family. We always

lived near someone we love. But

I think some places fit better

than others for our unique temperaments.

After a while, we would get

itchy feet again, and move on.

In between all that, I traveled

every summer (and most Christmases)to

my grandparent’s house to stay with

my dad and the family there.

I find it very strange that

my son has always lived here.

We’ve moved a couple times since

he was born. But really, not

very far and not at all

since he was around two years

old. We are fast approaching ten.

My feet are getting pretty itchy.

Soon I need to get lost,

or rather, I need to wander.

(highway, train tracks, river. transportation abounds)