Our Story Begins:
Big Trees, Big Changes
I woke up on Saturday morning last week and decided it was time.
Time for what, you might very well ask, and you’d be right in line with my four children who asked that same question when I informed them we were not going to the movies today. I do take them to a lot of movies because, being honest, we enjoy going. It’s that simple. We don’t go every week, not even every month. But they saw a lot of new films out and they wanted to sample the studio-flick-du-jour.
I had other ideas.
2 ½ years ago my wife, Andrea, passed away. Since then our life has been a series of ups-and-downs. Not all monumental lows, not all monumental highs. (Stay with me here, there’s a point) Since she passed away, though, we’ve been trying to do more things that we never did. This day it was going 2 ½ hours away to a state park
I know, I know, it’s not animated talking planes or super heroes in iron masks. Still, I wanted to do something . . . something a bit more adventurous than we’d done in the last few weeks. This was the perfect opportunity as it was the last weekend before driving two states away to take my oldest daughter on her own new story . . . life in college.
What came from the trip wasn’t so much about what we did or the history or where we went…as what I saw during this trip. Some are unique to us, others apply to everyone.