Think back on your most memorable road trip.
My most memorable road trip was driving my daughter across the US to her husband in California. We left Tennessee and drove over 2500 miles in 3 1/2 days. It was great one on one time with my baby. She was beginning her new life as a newly wed so far from home.
We crossed state lines, conversational lines, and familial lines. We learned a lot about one another’s habits and hangups, eating habits and spiritual boundaries. We grew closer, I thought, as mom and daughter. For me it was an awesome experience. For her, it was a means to an end. She gets to her husband and has enough time with me alone to last a lifetime.
That was the start of the decline. The first few months as she was looking for employment, organizing her household and learning the area, she called frequently. The connection to home was needed. Eventually it was less and less.
Don’t get me wrong, our goal as parents is to teach them to live independently of us but not exclusively solo. We made memories along the way and visited places that I have heard about in songs and read about.
It was the best trip for this mama. That is the most time I have spent solo with her during her lifetime. Those memories will last a lifetime because now that is all I have.
Live each day as if it’s your last because life has lots of twists and turns that could leave you alone in your memories. God first, family second and yourself last. We are not promised tomorrow so say what needs to be said, visit those family members and love unconditionally.