Nothin’ But Blue Skies
A passage from my never-left-behind Moleskine journal-
Friday, March 28th, 2014
Headed to Kansas on Highway 70. Almost to Limon, CO. Blue sky day. 75 mph, and the hums and whistles of road-trippin. It’s been so long since we did this. 3 years since the 4 of us left Colorado to go somewhere together. How did we let it slip that long? Finances, moves, health issues, laziness? Anyway, it’s been too long, and I could tell by how hard it was to get going this morning. All the guys need these days are clothes, snacks, books, electronics, and pillows. One backpack a piece. How did I ever do this when they were babies? And how the hell did I do it when they were small and I was alone? A single mama with little 2 little guys, and so many reasons to run, run, run. I wonder if I was just more able in my 20s. I wonder if my 30s have too-early aged me, and caused me to forget how I used to fly across the midwest states in a most capable way. No matter. Today we fly again. Mountains at our backs, Plains ahead, hearts intact.