I want to go on a vacation. Sometimes I want to just go away by myself for a while but I really want a "family" vacation. I want to load up with the kids & just drive somewhere. It could just be for the weekend...that'd be fine.
I can remember back when it was just me & Cody. He was a baby, not even 2 years old, but I'd load him up on Friday evening after I got off work & we'd just drive for a few hours. I never really knew where we were going. I never knew until we got there. I'd take off in a direction & just go. It was freedom I think. It was something different from every day normal life. It was a distraction. It was fun. It was the unknown. It was both planned & unplanned. It was adventure. I can't tell you where we went. We'd stay the night somewhere just because I liked the name of the town or because that's where I stopped to get gas or because that's where he happened to wake up or because it just might have seemed like a good place to stop & turn around. The next day we'd try to find a Sonic then a park or rest stop somewhere to stop & play for a while before driving on to another little place somewhere or heading back home. They weren't "fancy" vacations. They were just what I thought of as "family" time. I miss doing that.
It's hard for me to imagine myself doing anything like that now. I rarely leave the house. The thought of getting out & going somewhere like that "on my own" is enough to make me want to make sure all the curtains are closed, lock the doors & curl up in a corner somewhere. But to think about all of us going...that I could handle.
I can remember back when it was just me & Cody. He was a baby, not even 2 years old, but I'd load him up on Friday evening after I got off work & we'd just drive for a few hours. I never really knew where we were going. I never knew until we got there. I'd take off in a direction & just go. It was freedom I think. It was something different from every day normal life. It was a distraction. It was fun. It was the unknown. It was both planned & unplanned. It was adventure. I can't tell you where we went. We'd stay the night somewhere just because I liked the name of the town or because that's where I stopped to get gas or because that's where he happened to wake up or because it just might have seemed like a good place to stop & turn around. The next day we'd try to find a Sonic then a park or rest stop somewhere to stop & play for a while before driving on to another little place somewhere or heading back home. They weren't "fancy" vacations. They were just what I thought of as "family" time. I miss doing that.
It's hard for me to imagine myself doing anything like that now. I rarely leave the house. The thought of getting out & going somewhere like that "on my own" is enough to make me want to make sure all the curtains are closed, lock the doors & curl up in a corner somewhere. But to think about all of us going...that I could handle.
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