Road Trips

An old favorite of mine is Willie Nelson’s On the Road Again. My favorite part of the song was:

On the road again,
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again,
And I can't wait to get on the road again.

I used to sing this song religiously on our family car trips—at the start of the trip, after every bathroom break, lunch stop. There is something so freeing about a road trip, something so exciting about packing a bag of snacks, getting your favorite songs queued up and hitting the open road.

As a child, I loved road trips because they were taking me to someplace new, but now, I love them for a different reason. This afternoon, Andy and I will start a four-hour road trip to visit my family in Maryland. As we are sometimes ships passing in the night, I have found these road trips have taken on a new meaning: they are a time to reconnect, to talk about the week, future plans, our thoughts and ideas. I love that time. I no longer see a road trip as just a means to get somewhere, but now I cherish the trip itself.

And, I have found my new perspective on road trips has taught me a good life lesson: instead of always looking at the destination, enjoy the journey, the time around you. So, as I am about to embark on our mini road trip, I can’t help but think how excited I am to have four hours of time with just Andy—I can’t wait to get on the road again.