An Attitude of Gratitude: Road Trips

Road trips have long been part of our family fabric.  Car riding is in our blood.  We pack our bags and head out for that open road.  Oh, and snacks…we pack snacks too.  (You know my family is big and big on food…LOL!)  We were sitting around Bible Study Mama’s kitchen table.  Bible Study Brother asked for volunteers to help him drive to Tacoma.

Since car riding is in our blood, I am sure that you assume that I jumped at the opportunity.  How could I resist three days of a fabulous cross-country adventure?  I quickly told him “no.”  While I do not mind driving, I was not eager to help with the moving and lifting.  No way!!!  Count me out.  I gave in five minutes later and agreed to the trip.

Between agreeing to go and the actual day of the trip, things changed.  Bible Study Mama decided to saddle up and join us on our adventure.  We knew she did not want to be left out.  Bible Study Brother began telling dad jokes at a breakneck speed.  And again, I said “count me out.”  We settled on one dad joke per state.

Our trip to Tacoma was TRULY an adventure.  This was a road trip for the books.  I drove a U-Haul for the first time.  We had fabulous food.  Bible Study Brother got so tired that he forgot to tell a dad joke in one of the states. (He later remembered that he had forgotten so….) I saw the raw beauty that God created in the western states.  I made more precious memories with my family (I just will not tell you how they did me in Boise…but they know.)  And for that, I am grateful.  #wepreach