Road Trip Done
We headed out of town this morning. Dennis off to his luncheon and me making plans on a few errands. I decided I had to have a haircut. It had been since the first week in January and I was getting shaggy. The second stop for me would be JoAnn’s.
I checked in at Great Clips and was put on the 12:30 slot. It’s always a crap shoot as I don’t have an app to put an appointment out online. As I sat there, there was a fellow that looked familiar. Yup. It was my cousin Douglas from LeCenter. His dad and my dad were brothers. You can have a family reunion in the strangest of places. My number came up and we said our goodbyes. It sure beats seeing family at funerals.
Anyhow . . . my haircut feels wonderful. I did get my fusible web at JoAnn’s and Dennis enjoyed his fellow Korean veterans. As we drove home it was amazing how much water is waiting for the field tiles to open.
As we were driving home both Dennis and I were lost in our own thoughts. I thought about my two children. How brave they are. Each steps out of their comfort zone in and to unknown endeavors. How proud I am of them. Me . . . on the other hand, was a total coward . . . a chicken. When I had known security after I was 50, I hunkered down and held on for dear life. I was afraid to try for anything new. I was afraid to let go of what was a known. I don’t have any regrets as I never had the courage to peek at what could be a step out or an additional step. I can’t miss what I never had. Hmm. I do have the security I sought. I do have a comfortable life. Hmm. Maybe I was in the place I was meant to be after all. I want my children to be where they are and were meant to be. They have courage to take a look at their present and make decisions and changes. Yup . . . my children are my pride and joy. Who knew what wonderful treasures I would leave to this world. Strong to strike out and seek. Enough self reliance to squelch doubts and just . . . hit it.