Living in the Airstream changed us as individuals and as a family. More than anything, we cherish the togetherness it brought. While out on the road we started dreaming outside the box together. And let me tell you, my husband did not used to be a dreamer. Before we started traveling he was the rational kind of guy who was content settling for what others expected of him and for what was easy. As our days went by in the airstream I saw him come to life. He started reading self growth books, talking about learning Chinese, building a house and traveling the world. Me, being a born dreamer, fell madly in love with this new side of him and he all the sudden understood me in a whole new way. Our love for one another grew bigger than I ever knew possible.
Our favorite days in the Airstream were the ones camped out on BLM land, all by ourselves, in the middle of nowhere. The kids made tepees with sticks, ran around for hours, went on pretend adventures with fairies and we all went to sleep at night with a new found peace in our hearts. This is when it hit us we were meant to be in the wild. To have our own space that allows us to be us. Space that allows our kids to be best friends with each other and grow into their very own selves. Space where we can surround ourselves with like minded people who make us better. We are not anti-social by any means, we just fell in love with the space that allowed us the ability to control our time and relationships.
We came up with the idea of building a 1000 sq foot house (which after our 180 sq feet will feel like a mansion!) on a big piece of property. As we traveled around it became a fun nightly ritual to look at Zillow and see what the surrounding market was like. We weren't certain where we wanted to build but we figured this dream was many years out and when the time and place came we would know it in our hearts.
When we got a surprise call from our neighbor 8 weeks ago asking if he could buy our house it hit us fast and hard that our dream might come true sooner than we thought. Around this same time we found out I was pregnant so we planned to go back to Bozeman to schedule a closing date on our house and make a birth plan with our beloved Birth Center. The second we pulled into town our hearts all melted. In all the amazing places we traveled it felt very clear at that moment that the town we had called home before our travels was still very much our home. Bozeman is our home.
Over a two week period we met with the Birth Center, met with our neighbor and signed a bill of sale on our house. Ty met with an architect and we looked at a few pieces of property but nothing felt right.
After two slammed weeks we got antsy to travel more so we hit the road. We were traveling in Vancouver BC when Ty saw a new property pop up on Zillow. I told him it was THE place for us and I wanted to go home. Being the rational one, he said no and it would be there when we got back if it was meant to be. In the meantime I dropped the idea. We found our darling apartment and were liking the idea of having it as our simple part time home so we could also travel part time. Because that is our ultimate goal, be home in Bozeman for half the year and travel the other half. Anyway, when we finished our northern travels we went home to the apartment and forgot about our dream of wild living, at least for a few nights.
On Friday, July 22nd we made plans to spend the day at my dads. He lives in Livingston (25 miles east of Bozeman) and we decided to drive the back way home. You know, just to drive past the property. It was the last one on our list before we really put the whole "wild living" idea on the back burner until at least after the baby arrives. When we got there we couldn't believe it. Without a doubt and to both of our surprise, we knew at first glance this was our place.
We hadn't even looked at another home, we didn't think what we wanted existed. Up to this point we had only looked at property. But here is was. A 1000 sq foot main house on 10 acres with two guest cabins, a private bridge and a river. The best part, it was in our budget! There were clearly people living in the house so we didn't get a close look but Ty called our realtor right away. We spent the weekend lost in dreams. On Sunday, Ty came to me with a terribly sad look on his face and said "babe, I don't know what is wrong but I feel depressed all the sudden". I knew exactly what was wrong because this happens to me all the time. My mind spends way too much time obsessing and dreaming that I emotionally crash in exhaustion.
On Monday we went to the property with our realtor. By Tuesday we were under contract with financing all lined up and a tentative closing date of September 16th. We had the inspection done a week later and after lots of negotiating back and forth with the sellers we just signed our final contract. The final one saying this purchase is real.
So! It looks like our next adventure is about to begin! We can't wait to make this place our home and to bring our third child home to it. The kids are beyond excited and have been busy planning pump tracks, swing sets and tubing adventures.
The property is 23 miles from downtown Bozeman, 16 miles from Livingston, 7 miles from the Yellowstone River, 12 miles from my all time favorite hot spring and 45 miles from Yellowstone National Park. We couldn't have dreamed up this place. And can't wait to share it with all our friends and family.