A few weeks ago, I decided to do something that my teenage self would probably think was a horrible idea. I decided to spontaneously go on a road trip alone with my parents. For those who don’t know, my family is not tight-knit. We would always clash. Simple conversations would turn into heated arguments within seconds. Who knew that moving out was a blessing in disguise to the relationship with my parents. My place is incredibly tiny, so when they would visit me..I really had nowhere to go but to sit there and just talk. We would catch up once a week and just truly enjoy each other’s company.
This past year has opened up my heart to realizing that time is precious. They will never know that I was secretly SO excited to go on a road trip with them. The amount of begging and convincing I had to do, just so we could long drive to San Francisco and Phoenix made them slightly suspicious though. We used to long drive across Canada, back and forth between Ontario, Manitoba and B.C. It was sort of our family thing to do. 18 hours to San Francisco. 14 hours from San Francisco to Phoenix. 29 hours going back to San Francisco (because of all the places we wanted to stop by on the way). 18 hours going back home. The entire trip was only 12 days. We took our time and rested a lot on the road, but that is seriously A LOT of time spent together, at least for us it was. I know there probably aren’t a lot of chances in life left to be able to do things like this. As simple of a trip as it was, it will be a moment I will always hold on to. The Lord has allowed me to see them in a completely different light than how I did as a teenager. It’s unbelievable how ridiculous my thoughts were of them when I was younger. I cannot love them enough for how much they have done for my brothers and I.
Thank You, Lord for the opportunities of these precious moments in life. The love of a mother and father is incomparable to anything this world has to offer.
Chlexxx! <3