Whee, it has been a very long day. I rose this morning at a little after 4:00 a.m. preparing to get on the road at 5:00 to head out to a family reunion in Gainesville, GA. My sister Sandy and I decided to undertake the drive and had determined that leaving before sunup made the best sense to beat the holiday traffic heading down toward the beach. I’m grateful this evening for traveling mercies: the driving was relatively uneventful except for a few minutes during which heavy rain pelted down faster and harder than the wipers could clear well. We slowed down, put the flashers on and rolled on.
There’s nothing quite like a road trip, especially when you’re traveling with family or good friends. Sandy and I talked and laughed all the way through four states and 600 miles. It reminded me of my drive across the country with my brother Alan. Stories, reminiscences, rest stops, pit stops, fuel stops (and today, Dairy Queen stops). It’s been fun. Of course, now 17 hours later I am ready to conk out. One of my cousins, here for the reunion has said she’s going to drop by for a visit this evening. I hope he decides to wait until tomorrow.
I would love to write about the interesting conversations I anticipate ainv as part of the reunion this weekend. Most of these “kinfolk” I’ve never met; I only know them through their presence on our family tree. Exhaustion and road weariness have settled in and so I will sign out now. I look forward to discovering more interesting information about my family that will unfold tomorrow and Saturday before Sandy and I hop back in the car and head back up to the DC metro area.
And while I am expressing gratitude for family, let me say how grateful I am to my sister Ruth for guest blogging yesterday. I sprung the idea on her late last night and in fairly short order she produced a wonderful piece. Look forward to hearing from her more often, along with occasional guest blogs from other members of my family. I am also grateful to my sister Sandy for being such a good sport in agreeing to drive down to Georgia–a 10-hour drive when she really would have preferred to fly. In the end I think we both enjoyed the time spent together driving and will look forward to good times with cousins and family this weekend. But for now, it’s time to take my rest.
