It happened when I was all by myself.
Well, I wasn’t completely alone. My dog, Max was with me. He’s the only one who knows the truth about his crazy fifty-something-year-old biped mom.
In case you missed my other posts, I’m writing about how I learned that I’m not as nice a person as I believed while on my trip to South Dakota.
On our recent vacation to South Dakota, I discovered that I’m not as nice a person as I believed.
What happened on your trip that made you see that about yourself, Lori?
I have a few stories, so I’ll tell them in separate posts. I’ll start with a hike and then someone’s house I accidentally walked into.
I have some funny insights to share from my trip to South Dakota, but I’m not sure everyone gets my sense of humor. For today, I’ll post some of our sight seeing experiences.
With our dog, Max in the backseat, we planned to drive 8 hours the first day, 5 hours the next.
For the first time in many years of driving-travel, we left right on the time we set for ourselves. Yay! We drove 50 miles when I realized I forgot something. Guess what I left behind?
We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand . . . and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late. ~ Marie Beynon
So, I was sitting outside on the deck with my dog by my side. The heat had broken overnight with a front that came through, and I was enjoying the dry, mild morning. I only had about 20 minutes to spare, but I wanted to breathe deep and soak in the moment.
Instead, this is kind of like what happened.
When I lived in Florida, I experienced about a half dozen hurricanes. Not all at once, of course, but a few darkened our door within weeks of each other. None were direct hits, but when a giant storm is moving across a narrow peninsula, there really is no way to avoid the affects.
Now that I’m back in Chicago, I don’t have to worry about hurricanes anymore, but Mother Nature has a way of reminding us she’s still in charge.