Why We Sold Our Home for Full-Time RV Life


We didn’t leave because life was falling apart. In a lot of ways, it was the opposite.

We had built a life we were grateful for — a 2,800-square-foot home on an acre, a yard full of chickens, three kids, and the kind of routine that looked like the version of adulthood you’re supposed to want. It was everything we had worked hard for, and in many ways, everything we had once imagined building.

But even while we were grateful for it, we both felt the same quiet tension underneath it: this wasn’t the whole story.

We’ve never been very good at living on autopilot. We’re the kind of people who want to grow, improve, and squeeze as much life out of everyday. We like challenge. We like movement. We like learning new things and being pushed out of what’s comfortable. And for a long time, even in a life we genuinely appreciated, we couldn’t shake the feeling that we were meant to live a little more fully than we were.

It wasn’t that anything was wrong. It was that we could feel ourselves slipping into the pattern so many people do without meaning to — working hard, staying busy, and quietly assuming the life we really wanted would happen “later,” once there was more time, more margin, or a more convenient season to do it.

We didn’t want to keep pushing life off like that.

Part of that perspective comes from losing a friend when I was 15. It was one of those moments that changes the way you see time. It made me realize early that life isn’t guaranteed, and that even the most ordinary day is still a gift from God. That loss stayed with me. It shaped the way I think about time, family, and how easy it is to assume we’ll always have more of both.

As we got older, that feeling only deepened. We had watched people around us work incredibly hard, do what they needed to do to build good lives — but also spend so much of those years rushing from one responsibility to the next that there wasn’t much room left to actually enjoy the life they were building. We understood that pressure because we felt it too. And the more we looked at our own life, the more we knew we didn’t want to spend these years just trying to get through them.

We wanted to be with our kids while they were still young enough to want us around all the time.
We wanted to build a life with more shared experiences and fewer distractions.
We wanted more adventure, more challenge, more beauty, and more room to notice the life we were living while we were actually living it.

And we wanted to do it now — not twenty years from now, not after retirement, not after the kids were grown.

So on January 1, 2024, Eli looked at me and said:

And somehow, we actually did.

We sold the house. We said goodbye to the chickens, the routines, and the version of life we had spent years building. We bought an RV, packed up our family of five, and stepped into a version of life that felt exciting, uncertain, stretching, and completely right all at once.

Now we live full-time in our fifth wheel, traveling the country as a family.

Eli works remotely. I homeschool the kids. The kids and Eli all train jiu-jitsu and wrestling as we go. Our life is made up of a lot of the same things every family does — work, school, groceries, laundry, meal planning, hard workouts, sibling arguments, long days, normal responsibilities. The difference is that all of it happens against the backdrop of mountain roads, campground sunsets, small towns, new gyms, national parks, and places we might never have seen otherwise.

There are hard parts. There are cramped days, frustrating campground situations, broken plans, weather problems, and the constant work of figuring out the next stop while still living the life right in front of you. There are tradeoffs, and there are things we miss.

But even with all of that, we’ve never doubted that this was the right decision for our family.

Because what we’ve gained has been worth so much.

We’ve watched our kids become more adaptable, more confident, more resilient, and more comfortable talking to all kinds of people in all kinds of places. We’ve had days in national parks, nights around campfires, long drives through landscapes we still talk about, and quiet little moments that probably won’t make it into any highlight reel but somehow feel like the real reason we’re doing this.

That’s a big part of why we started Rolling Williams.

We wanted a place to document this season of life, but we also wanted to build the kind of resource we wished existed when we first started. A place where families could find honest destination guides, practical campground reviews, real gym reviews, and a clearer picture of what full-time RV life actually looks like — not just the polished version, but the real one.


We don’t know exactly how long we’ll live this way. We’re not pretending we have every answer, and we’re not trying to act like we’ve mastered some secret formula for family life or travel. We’re just trying to live with intention, stay close as a family, and make the most of the years we’ve been given.

And for us, that has been worth everything.

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