I’m hitting the road at 6:00 a.m tomorrow, heading out with
my 12 year old grandson to Missouri to see my parents. They’ve had a rough couple of weeks, with
Mama having bronchitis and Daddy ending up in the hospital with pneumonia. They’re both ok now, but I want to go see
them, so I took a floating holiday off from work and my grandson has Friday out
of school for Cinco de Mayo. If you’re
not from a state that borders Mexico, that probably makes no sense to you.
Anywho, we’ll leave early and drive for 8 – 10 hours
(usually takes me 10). We’ll grab some
breakfast at the gas station while I tank up, then try to remember the shortcut
through Dallas that cuts at least half an hour off the trip. We’ll pop a book on cd into the player and then
just zone. The grandson is a great
traveler but he’s 12 and a half and I think
the days are numbered. The teenage
attitudes creep through at random moments and that sweet boy won’t be this
sweet for much longer. I’ll take it
while I can.
So I’ll get the food bag packed, put my Mother’s Day gift in
the car, throw in a couple changes of clothes and off we go!
~GG
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