I knew of the concept before, the idea of the In-Between, but it really hit home this summer when I sat in Jenn’s car reading the book of the same title.
We had had a busy and super fun morning exploring and picnicking with our our littles, stopping to grab coffee and chatting the whole time. All the stuff that we would do if we lived in the same town as each other instead of a three day drive. My littlest had crashed and instead of waking her, I decided to grab a few minutes of quiet and read while she slept in the car.
We’ve been home from our Big Road Trip for a few weeks and when I think about highlights, the In-Between times are what comes to mind.
Of course, I loved all the big sights we saw. The Golden Gate Bridge! The Grand Canyon! The (amazing, beautiful, warm) Pacific Ocean! New York’s skyline! The Arch in St. Louis!
But I think the moments that I will remember for a very long time are the small moments.
The In-Between moments.
Like finding a random beach in Carlsbad, California before we met Nicole and her lovely family for dinner. We all went swimming, who can resist the siren call of the water and the waves? And it was absolutely glorious. Or chatting over the children’s loud and (most of the time) friendly play while Nicole made pancakes and we chatted about all things food, blogging, parenting and coffee.
Or when we stopped in at the first hotel we saw in the little town in Arizona where we were going to spend the night before going to the Grand Canyon the next day. Jared ran out to find some fresh Mexican food for dinner and the girls and I headed to the pool. We stopped and took pictures of the beautiful sunset. It wasn’t near the Grand Canyon like we thought we might do when we were first planning the trip. It was by the side of the road with a warm breeze and all of us in our bathing suits, balancing the iPhone, the big camera, and the room key. Kilmeny took pictures with my phone, Khaira stood still and didn’t run anywhere and it was a beautiful moment.
Or when we had a full day of playing tourist in San Francisio, walking all over the city, eating clam chowder and riding the cable car. We found a little hole in the wall Chinese restaurant that had the best steamed dumplings. Everyone else thought so too so we waited (and waited) outside. The air was warm and thick with humidity, the girls were hilarious and performed all their dance moves. We laughed a lot and practiced our small amount of Manderin. And then feasted on the delicious dumplings.
Or watching fireflies with my dear friend, we met when we were 17 and now we’re both married with kiddos. We chatted and laughed and watched our kids play together, we did nothing big but we did everything that I wanted to do while in Pennsylvania. Including the most amazing Armenian feast cooked by her husband.
Or meeting up with Anne at a bakery for a couple hours of just talking in real life over a latte and Americano. I didn’t ask her any of the questions I meant too but we talked about everything else from how we instagram and introvert coping methods (I was on a trip, she was going to take one) and stories about how we grew up.
And all the conversations we had with the most interesting people. One of my favourites (because I am a book nerd) was discussing books with friends of my husband’s grandparents. The conversation was started because our host was reading Jojo Moyes’ Me Before You, a book that was one of my favourites last year. Books have that kind of mutual friend trait about them.
Or the dance party that happened in the car in West Virginia. Or watching the girls play together in the back seat while we drove and drove. Or finding fantastic coffee in the cities across the States (thanks Google!), a good latte goes a long ways in my books especially if the previous night’s sleep was less then stellar.
Of course there are so many more memories and moments then could ever fit in a blog post.
This has been the year of the unexpected, the curveball from left field. But I see that it is also the year of the In-Between and it’s taken a full summer of travel for me to see that. All the big things I thought would happen this year are slowly not happening for a number of reasons and actually, it’s okay.
The In-Between is a pretty sweet place to be and today I’m savouring it.
Do you feel the tension between now and the next big thing? How do you savour the In-Between?