Having taken a year away for the holidays I knew in the summer that I wanted to spend Christmas and New Years in New Jersey. Linds and I parted ways in December for the next few weeks to spend the holidays on opposite coasts. Even though apart, we continued our path as givers and found […]Read more "Coast to Coast"
The Gypsy Givers spent the end of spring and summer months home on the east coast. We were reunited after spending a few weeks, OK, 5 weeks apart. Every Friday we came together at the place that started our love for volunteering and helping others, The Bodhi Food Pantry in Lafayette, NJ. Over the past […]Read more "Home Is Whenever I’m With You"
Of the many lessons learned on the road, the one we’ve embraced the most is the free spirit lifestyle that comes from living in our van. Meeting different people and taking unexpected routes has led us to some amazing and unplanned adventures. We started the new year home in NJ with friends and family. Shortly […]Read more "Cheers to Two Years! "
Our passion for music is evident in our lives. Our desires guide our travels to switch routes or lead us in directions for the sole purpose of catching one of our favorite bands. When music pairs with another important aspect of who we are, spreading good karma by helping others, we know we are being […]Read more "Conscious Alliance Collaboration"
It has been a heart-warming two weeks in sunny Colorado. Familiar faces and close friends here make it feel a lot like home. The balance we experience between the city life and the fresh mountain air have made our souls smile. It has been hard to get a smile off our faces actually. It was […]Read more "Grow. Learn. Sustain. Enjoy. Repeat."
The summers between 5th and 8th grade my mom had to work. So in between sports camps and friends’ sleepovers I spent a lot of my summer days with my Great Aunt Anna and Great Uncle Jim. We would do everything from crafts, swim in their famous above ground pool, play bocci ball, dress up […]Read more "Open Arms of Minnesota"
Davenport, Iowa, a city where we had no idea what to expect as we were driving for a day through fields of farmland. All we knew was from our 8th grade musical Mel and I were the “dancers” in. The Music Man sings about “Davenport, Mason City, Keokuk, Ames, and Clear Lake…. Ought to give Iowa […]Read more "Davenport, Iowa and the River Bend Food Bank"