I know this is a random topic, but the older I get the more I miss the summer 10 day+ long road trips we took with the kids while they were little. At the time they were work, we had packing and planning to do. We had to route out maps and plan where to stay. But looking back I realize what a gift they were….
In the days of having high schoolers, and one now graduating, summer has become about running to and from travel basketball, going to early morning weight lifting and speed and agility training and open gyms. It has become about ATTENDANCE at the mandatory things in the summer that coaches have laid out for the boys high school athletics careers, And while I love to be my kids biggest fan, and I love to be the one on the sidelines cheering my sons and their teams on, I now look back and realize how much I miss throwing my family in the car and taking off on some family adventure for 10 days interrupted.
I can remember the year when the kids, ages 9 months, 6 and 9 years and my husband and I hit the road for a family trip to Atlanta. It was the summer after my Grandma had died and I knew that time with family was so precious. We visited Stone Mountain in sweltering heat, raced around Atlanta Motor speedway, spent a day at World of Coke and the Atlanta Aquarium. Visited the Smoky Mountain National Park and the Civil War Park in Chattanooga and rode the incline railway. Those are the memories I cherish most. I remember driving with the kids into Memphis Tennessee and losing Nate in a hotel elevator when he got off on the wrong floor.
I remember the summer we headed to the Wisconsin Dells as a family. The kids were slightly older. We stayed for a week in a cabin in the Dells and went to three different water parks in the course of the week. We watched Addie and Clint ride in go-carts and we cooked popcorn over the stove the old way in a jiffy pop metal pan.
Then there was the last summer trip we took to South Dakota and Cheyenne Wyoming. We went to the Cheyenne Frontier Days rodeo and looked back through South Dakota where we took in the sights of the Black Hills. Devils Tower, Badlands, Mount Rushmore. The typical family trip.
Don’t get me wrong, we take a family road trip every year. Since my boys have hit high school we have made it a habit to go on spring break and have made trips to Phoenix Arizona, Naples Florida, a big loop through Oklahoma and Texas including Dallas, Houston and Oklahoma and San Antonio, and most recently the week long road trip we took to Estes Park Colorado this past spring break.
The months before graduation I had been going through pictures of the kids in anticipation of Nate’s upcoming graduation and if there is any one piece of advice I could give it would be TAKE THE TRIP. Looking back at the memories that have been made throwing my kids in the car and driving across the country are priceless. Looking at pictures I am taken back into that moment in time and can remember each trip as if it were yesterday. I am so fortunate to have the blessing of the ability to share this beautiful country with my kids.
This past summer, as it had been the past three years, we were at home shuttling kids to sports and practices. We purposely took our family vacation to Estes Park in anticipation of the summer schedule we had. Down deep I will have a little streak of jealousy for those who are packing up the car and hitting the road on a family adventure in the sweltering heat of summer. When my daughter is the last one left at home and the boys are in college, I know our summer family trips will resume minus two boys who have started lives of their own. They will never be the same. We will have fun. And we will see new and exciting things as a smaller family, but I will most definitely cling to the memories of the family vacations and road trips we took while they were all home. I only hope when the have families of their own we can all take a trip together someday.
My mom will be turning 70 this year. For her birthday she has asked for a weeklong family trip to the mountains with her whole family. This is all she wanted. I know now where I get my wanderlust and adventurous attitude! We are headed to the Great Smoky Mountains for a week. All of us. I cannot wait to spend that time together in a big house in the mountains soaking it all in. This is truly the stuff life is made of!
So in closing- if you get the chance take the tri. It is so worth every minute together away from the hustle and bustle. I look forward to the time away with my nieces and siblings and parents and in laws. This is the stuff memories are made of, and I am already planning the next trip after this one J
Till next time,