I spent the last portion of 2017 dreaming up a vision of living in an Airstream full time, with hopes of splitting my year between Seattle and Denver. This seemed like the ideal solution for my love of simplicity, desire to put a fingerprint on a place of my own, and have the mobility to live in two of my favorite places. I was determined to have my cake and eat it too. There would be a huge learning curve and many bumps along the way, but I was excited and up for the challenge. I had sketched the layout for how I wanted to renovate my Airstream, picked out the finishes for the kitchen, and was in talks about buying one from a fellow in Michigan. I was eager to start this new chapter. It gave me a project to work towards and with that, purpose.
Then everything came to a screeching halt at the beginning of this year. In a nutshell, the regulations for where I was planning to stay only allow living in a trailer temporarily (14-30 days a year), not long-term. RV parks in the area are so expensive that it eliminates the cost effective piece of living in an Airstream. I had a wonderful backup plan with the best of friends, but had to make the decision quickly as we had already put in our notice to the landlord. And saying yes to living with my friends meant saying no to my dream for now.
This brought me so much sorrow after months of planning and dreaming came to an unexpected stop. All of sudden, I can't live in both places I love, alongside the people I love, but ultimately will have to choose. What would I do with all those hours of researching, of sketching? My hands longed to build, to paint, to form this dream of mine. I felt like I had lost a much needed purpose. All of a sudden, I had so much time and no dream of my own to work towards.
What do you do with your dream when these are the things that stand in your way? Either you wait and hope that the regulations will change or your dream has to change. And if the dream changes, does it still hold its charm in its now morphed appearance?
My hope is that this dream of mine does comes to fruition someday, even if it looks different than I originally intended. I hope that I won't give up because I've hit a challenging barrier. That I will give it life by thinking of other options to make it possible. That I will honor how much I want this and how valuable it is to me.
"What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?"