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Four jars sit on my windowsill — a little scoop of sand from a special place held in a timeless embrace of memory in each one. The jars have traveled with me from apartment to apartment, house to house. The clear glass on one jar in particular is a bit smudged and cloudy, wearing its age like a badge. Though the glass is murky, the memories from that particular jar are clear and bright.

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The dirt in that jar was scooped into a plastic baggie seventeen years ago along one of the famous red dirt roads on Prince Edward Island. I could just hear L.M. Montgomery’s descriptions of the silver sea and waving beach grasses giving way to green hills and the spooky woods as I stood there in the midst of the beauty I had only read about.

I was on my first international trip, albeit only Canada — an elderhostel for grandmothers and granddaughters to explore PEI through the lens of Anne of Green Gables. My grandma, a world traveler herself, gave me both the gift of exploration and time on that trip.  We stayed in a large house along that red dirt road from which I had collected my sample with other Anne enthusiasts. We visited lighthouses and Anne landmarks and the actual Green Gables. We made raspberry cordial and ate tea sandwiches. We toured Charlottetown and ate Cows ice cream. I got to discover a world I had only read about and spend quality time with a special family member — a treasure on both counts. That treasure is now housed in a smudged glass jar on my windowsill.

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That trip was the first of many travel adventures. I started habits on that trip, like keeping a journal and collecting sand/dirt from special places, that I still do years later. That trip began to teach me the importance of stepping out of my comfort zone, even if it’s just trying steamed mussels for the first time. That trip taught me to rely on my Heavenly Father, instead of myself, when I felt out of place or alone. (As a ten-year-old, I definitely had some homesick evenings.) Though I didn’t have the words to describe it at the time, I started to appreciate the differences in people’s stories on that trip. I began to see that not everyone has the same history and experiences and that is what makes life interesting and beautiful. On that trip, I got a glimpse of God’s glorious creation and how we are utterly privileged to live and explore its vast expanses.

In her book, Notes From A Blue Bike, Tsh Oxenreider writes,

“When we travel, no matter how near or far, we share moments that shape our family culture.”

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I am thankful that my travel experiences did not end with that trip to Prince Edward Island. I have studied overseas, served in different countries, and explored the majority of our fifty states. All those experiences have shaped my own belief system and worldview. I bring those experiences into my marriage and, now, into my child’s life. I’m looking forward to weaving travel into our family history and adding more jars to our windowsill.

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9 Comments

  1. Travel really does create such sweet memories. While we don’t have much of a travel budget in this season of life, we still find small ways, day trips, outings, etc to keep that spirit of travel alive. One of my greatest memories thru travel is of time spent in Zambia Africa.

  2. This is a great post! One of the good pieces of advice I’ve heard is to develop your own travel philosophy: what am I here for, and why? What do I hope to learn?
    This sounds like a great book! Thanks for reviewing….who knows, maybe I’ll win a copy to take on my next adventure :).

    1. Thanks! I really love the idea of developing your own travel philosophy – I think it’s important to be an intentional and thoughtful traveler and that would certainly help. Happy adventuring!

  3. I love your idea of saving sand from various places – I wish I had kept the shells and rocks I have saved throughout the years separate so I could remember which beach they are from. I am fortunate to be able to walk to the beaches of Long Island Sound and travel each summer to a few different beaches, and I absolutely treasure the shells and especially the heart-shaped rocks we have found. As I try to tip the balance between clutter and displaying meaningful things, I love seeing those shells and remembering the warmth of the beach or the friends we were visiting.

    1. I need to label my jars. I can’t remember where one of the contents came from. I’m pretty sure it’s a California beach… I grew up in SoCal and there were a couple very special beaches that I could have saved it from. I totally understand trying to find the balance between clutter and displaying souvenirs. I came home with way to many things when I studied abroad, but those jars are something I absolutely love displaying.

  4. Jennifer van Leeuwen says:

    You speak such truth — the more I travel, the more I see my worldview changing. Newspaper headlines are suddenly personal. Faraway conflicts become real. The “me” becomes much smaller in light of the globe.

  5. Oh I love the idea of the dirt in the jars. What a beautiful post. Thank you, Emily!

    (And congratulations on the new member of the family!!)

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