Earlier this week I ran into a friend I’ve known since high school in the grocery store.
We briefly updated each other on the happenings of our lives, mostly the adorable and annoying things our kids have done lately, and I told her about developments in my family’s plan to move abroad again soon.
She laughed and said, ‘I live vicariously through your adventures!’
My friend lives in her hometown and is married to a man from her hometown, they own a home, have great jobs, a beautiful daughter and are surrounded by family.
Her response made me smile.
‘I live vicariously through your stability!’ Continue reading