I’ve had this blog for over a year now.
It’s time I shared with you the summer that changed my life. (And I’m SO excited to do so!)
In 2006, I walked across the country.
One year ago – May 17, 2006 – I joined the other “Roaders” (12 of us in all) in Seattle, WA.
The group is called Crossroads and they get men and women (primarily college students, but anyone 18+) to walk every year across the United States and Canada to stand up for Life & peacefully stand up (and walk) against abortion.
I’ve been pro-life since I first learned what abortion is and since then, I had always wanted to do something big for the pro-life movement. When I went on the March for Life for the first time, I met two Crossroads representatives at a conference. When they told me what they do, I was shocked. I thought it was the coolest thing I’d ever heard. And I knew it was definitely not something I could do. But I had a million questions for them about Crossroads. I met them again the next day and they threw a shirt at me, saying I was a walker. I called my parents that night and said, “I think I need to walk across the country.”
They were understandably upset.
But once the idea didn’t fizzle out with time and when I finally got around to filling out and sending in that application, they were onboard and fully supportive.
I was one of the first Roaders to arrive in Seattle. The first weekend was set up for meeting the others we’d be living with and walking with for the next three months as well as training and general information.
I met 11 people that would become like family and 1 man that would become my husband.
Here we are standing on the state that each of us is from. As you can see, we all came from across the country to unite for this great cause. Do you see me on Illinois / Hobbs on Montana? These are some of the most incredible people I’ve ever met. <3
We started walking that Monday at the Space Needle, always heading East towards the capitol.
Every Crossroads walk starts broke. We live in an RV and take a mini van when we go out walking.
On weekends we stayed with host families or in churches and spoke at Mass. (Crossroads is a Catholic program but everyone is allowed to apply and walk.) Generous people donated money and we were able to pay for food and gas that way.
Everywhere we went we wore shirts with the words PRO LIFE written on them. We did this as a sign to everyone who passed it so the could be witnesses for life. We also wore them in an effort to start conversations.
The country is BEAUTIFUL! I got to see 17 Northern States! <3 The Cascade Mountains are pictured above.
So here’s how it worked…
We walked in groups and there was almost always a group out there on the road. The only times we didn’t have someone walking were Weekends, Breakfast, Mass and Dinner.
There was a Day Shift and a Night Shift (6 people per shift)- the shift I was on was announced by the Walk Leader “El Capiton” and the Assistant Walk Leader “Al” at the beginning of the week.
Everyone would go to Daily Mass together and then have breakfast in the RV. We also prayed Lauds together every morning.
Then Day Shift would head out with the Van. Within each shift, there were 2 groups of 3 people. The groups would switch off walking 5 miles to the van. Once the first group got to the van, the other walkers got out and started walking. The van would drive up 5 miles and park on the side of the road waiting for the others to get back. Then we’d switch again. This happened about four times so the shift would usually go 20 miles. Each group usually prayed the Rosary. In this way, we poured our prayers over the streets from coast to coast in an attempt to atone for the sin of abortion. We also did it to beg God’s help in this crazy endeavor; walking across the country is hard. Living with 11 other people in a small RV can be hard.
Day Shift had would meet the RV at right around dinner time. While Day Shift was out, Night Shift would sleep but also cook dinner and when needed, do laundry at a local Laundry mat.
^ Eating Dinner Together ^
Then Vespers and Night Shift headed out. It worked just like Day Shift – 20ish miles per shift. They’d meet the rest of the group at Mass.
There’s so much more to say… so much more I want to share with you. That would be a very long post so I’m going to split it up into pieces. Now that you kind of have the structure of how it worked, I can tell you about some of the amazing stories, first impressions of my future husband, incredible stories of generosity, prayer at work, and love.
More to come.
Have YOU ever done something “crazy” for something you felt strongly about?