The Second Sinful Trip: Envy
“…The desire to have a quality, possession, or other desirable attribute belonging to (someone else).”
Envy. Such a complicated sin.
People often tell me they envy our lifestyle. We live in one of the most incredible cities in the world, work hard and travel often. I always smile and nod, because we absolutely feel grateful for the opportunity to live like we do.
But what people don’t know is that I often envy them.
Like everything in life, our lifestyle comes with a cost. We live far from our family and feel twinges of envy and homesickness when they gather to celebrate birthdays and holidays. We worry when they’re ill and feel terrible when we miss important life events. Mostly, we just miss them.
Our children are scattered around the world and although we see them often, we miss having them close. The price of raising children with wanderlust in their hearts, I suppose.
It’s hard to create community and make deep and lasting friendships when you are constantly on the move or living in a “how long will we be here” mindset. Our hectic on-the-move lifestyle can leave us longing for a simpler life.
So, I envy people with a sense of place, a feeling of belonging, communities where neighbors know neighbors and families celebrate holidays together. I envy people who live simple, happy, uncomplicated lives. Very Mayberry, I know.
We know that kind of lifestyle isn’t in the cards for us, a least for now, but there’s a place we go when we need a little taste of a down-home, relaxed, low-key lifestyle. The Florida Panhandle.
This isn’t the theme-park, plastic-eared fun-factory of central Florida, as much as I love it. In the Panhandle, you’re more likely to enjoy a cold beer and pile of fresh shrimp overlooking the Gulf than tuck into goose-liver pate appetizer on a white linen tablecloth.
This is the Florida of sweet tea on the front porch, Spanish moss in the trees and “Hi Ya’ll, where ya from?” at the corner store. The pace is slow, the welcome warm and there’s a little bit of Old Florida charm around every corner.
Most importantly, there are 200 miles of beautiful coastline, stretching from the Alabama border to somewhere slightly east of Apalachicola, Florida. Tucked in between the sugar white sands and low woodlands are hidden lakes and crystal clear springs, towering white dunes and emerald green waters.
So, I’ll be road tripping along the coastal roads of Florida, from the Emerald Coast through the Forgotten Coast. I’m ready for some sweet tea, fried green tomatoes and sand between my toes.
Hope you’ll come with me on the second of Seven Sinful Trips.
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photos of the beaches and dune lakes via @SouthWaltonBeaches
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