When I closed the door behind me as we embarked on a cross country road trip, I don’t think I could have possibly imagined what this simple closing of my front door would mean a week later. We left our house trailing our small travel trailer with no destination and no end date for this trip. We knew that we wanted to head out west and chose Santa Fe, NM as our first stop. I grew up in Santa Fe and it seems to call me at least once a year. There is something magical about returning to the San de …