Dear Angelica, Thomas, and Elle,
I’m writing this to you so you know that I am thankful for the life I’ve been able to live with all of you. I know my life isn’t over yet. Well at least not at this moment. And when I do pass on from this world, I trust the real adventurous journey will begin. When you say yes to God you have no idea the adventure you’re in for.
My life has been an adventure.
I’ve been able to live in some of the most beautiful places on earth. I’ve been able to form friendships and community with people from all over the world—relationships that will last an eternity. We have friends or I should say family all over the world, and we are fortunate to have these people in our lives. Never take your relationships for granted.
And that’s another thing. I’ve been able to travel on this adventurous journey with the people I love most—you guys, your mom, and the three of you! There is no one I’d rather be on this roadtrip with than with you.
Adventures are always better with friends and people you love.
Sure on this journey we have seen storms, disasters, flat tires, stranger-dangers, and our own self-imposed mishaps all of which help define a successful roadtrip—both literally and figuratively. It hasn’t always been easy and there have been times I wanted to throw in the towel.
But I wouldn’t trade any of it in for anything. We’ve been able to taste new foods like white sausage gravy and biscuits, sweet tea, deep-fried pickles, Cheba Hut sandwiches, Marion Berry pie, and all the amazing craft beers from Colorado and Oregon. We have experienced the diverse cultures, geographical landscapes of the U.S., and all their cultural idioms and quirks—is it soda, coke, or pop…
We have had the precious gift of seeing Christianity lived out in unique expressions throughout the U.S. and from people of other countries.
My kids, I hope you continue to live a life full of adventure with your families, and teach your kids to do the same. Whether it’s planting roots and staying in one place or traveling the world, I hope you choose an adventurous life.
I want to share with you Thomas’ poem about our family’s journey. You can read the whole blog post here: “Adventure Beckons: My son’s thoughts on our big move.”
“Adventure Beckons.” by Thomas Puentes
Moving here or there is a treat rarely savored by everybody involved.
For those left behind they long for the piece gone, and those gone wish to be made whole again.
However something beckons us, calling us.
It is adventure.
Explore the unknown and when you return, you shall share riches to those who waited.