Things I thought about between the mile markers
Unplug to rechargeAuthor Unknown
I just returned from a road trip with my eldest daughter. She’s at the age where gathering memories is increasingly important to her, and since it was her birthday, the gift was a road trip to visit her sister, who lives 1,500 miles away.
Time. It is a luxury. It always catches me by surprise how much life there is to enjoy, how many new experiences there are to live and how many thoughts there are to think. Especially when we unplug and let the day lead as it will.
We’ve all heard it hundreds of times: You can’t take it with you. Usually, it references the futility of acquiring stuff. While that’s true, it’s comforting to know we also can’t take the things that break our hearts with us either.
Why do we fear death? Our bodies are shells that house the real us. Does that mean we are all nuts?
You might want to change your plans if the campsite you reserved is between two chuckleheads, the mosquitos are rabid, there is a beware-of-rattlesnakes-and-skunks sign, and it’s raining. Even sleeping in your car at a rest stop is a better choice.
Our country is beautiful. It’s rugged, vast, and diverse. The people that went before us knew the meaning of guts.
Why do some small towns wander into obscurity while others become meccas of cool?
Five-minute friends are found in the most unlikely of places.
An old tune can gain new meaning. I grew up listening to John Denver’s song, Rocky Mountain High. It was a happy, fun song then. We listened to it a number of times on the road. It brought tears to my eyes as I pondered verses I once took for granted: “talk to God and listen to His casual reply.” And “seeking grace in every step he takes.”
Memories are today’s now.
Life is tough. Find beauty in the nuances.
Cry hard. Feel deep. Live authentically - no matter what. You are the nut in your shell.