Him: farming, angus, fields
Me: when we get home, I can get the laundry done today and back in the camper before he takes it to be winterized Monday, should I strip the bed when we get home or wait until spring so they will be clean, sure wish I would have frozen some water yesterday so the food in the coolers will be okay…I guess if the frozen veg thaw too much I can just toss them. Holy crap there are a lot of dead armadillos…used to only see them further south…see them around KC now..what on earth would cause them to go north and why are they all dead.
Are we normal?
I wish I had asked my dad why he moved two hours away from his family in the 40s. If you knew my dad, you would understand that he was a homebody for the most part…didn’t particularly need or want friends…at least in the years he was my dad. We took 2 week family vacations from the time I was about 8. I think he really enjoyed the destination but getting there always exhausted him…driving, driving overnighting in Mom and pop motels…he followed the highway and I don’t think he would have considered seeing a road and saying…hmm I wonder where that road goes. He didn’t do it so I assume it didn’t cross his mind. I always felt his mother and I were the most important to him…and our poodle named Edie. I assume my mother figured in to the equation? He was married to her for almost 50 years.
I always wonder if those family vacations were the impetus for my love for traveling and taking the road less traveled.
I know when I arrive at that place I was meant to visit, I’m overwhelmed with the feeling of “I could live here”. I’m not sure “what” all comes together to recognize soul comfort but it is something. I felt it when we found this house in a small town south of Kansas City. I have never felt more content in my own skin…with that being said….I still find myself traveling to different states and be awashed with the feeling. At this age and because of my grandchildren, I don’t want to uproot my life and move on but the comfort when I find one of these pillows of comfort for my soul manifests in freedom and peacefulness.
Until next time…..
On my trip to Des Moines on Tuesday, I was in a really strange place. My spirit felt free yet I was letting fear seep in about the upcoming chest X-ray. I always listen to my music playlist when I’m in the car alone so I decided to crank it up and and fly. THIS was the first song to come up in my shuffle. Re-affirming that we all should be living like we are dying!
I, actually, love a solo road trip. My energy has to take a backseat to no one. I can listen to all of my own music and I can listen to it loud. So I can sing along loud! I think it is important to have a playlist of your very favorite songs and they should include songs that make you want to dance, songs that make you cry, songs that bring back happy memories and songs that bring back memories of someone and always, always some type of anthem songs. I include Rachel Platten and Katy Perry.
I love to drive fast….ahem….always using the speed limit as a “guideline”. I always get attached to a car ahead of me that is going the exact same speed I am. I always wonder if they know I’m back there and if they know we are connected.
Traveling solo gives me the freedom to think. Thoughts that are often lost in the hussle of daily life….and clarity to let your subconcious mind figure things out.
But the best is coming home to where I belong!
I encourage you to listen to this Tim McGraw song….even if country is not your style….listen to the words!
Until next time…..