The Wonder Of It All

For years I would travel from where I lived to where my parents lived to visit them. I did this many times a year and for many years.

Later, when I was married, my husband would drive. Early on, he chose an alternate route.

This particular route, which we took for several years, had a certain pattern to it. There was a half-way point where we would stop for a bathroom break and to get gas if we needed it.

Then we would get back on the road, go about a hundred yards and then turn right. That was the moment when everything changed.

That right turn.

I loved that moment.

Every. Time.

As soon as we turned right, we were in a totally different environment. It was so peaceful and very relaxing.

I’m sure I started breathing a bit deeper and dropped my shoulders a bit too.

Tall pine trees lined both sides of the road and there were blankets of pine needles gently covering the yards.

There was a magical feeling in the air that is hard to explain.

Life seemed to slow down and the energy was laid back.

I would gaze out the window and wonder what it might be like to live in a place like this.

At the time I didn’t wish or want to live there, I just wondered.

Years would pass, new roads were built and we would travel a different way.

I honestly don’t know if this memory would have surfaced, had we not found our way back.

I wonder.

It still amazes me.

Today we live in this place.

It was not a dream, or a goal or a conscious intention of mine at all.

Somehow it just happened.

Now, if I let myself, I can remember all the work it took to pack up a home we were in for almost 28 years. The moments of overwhelm when I wondered how I would get it all done, the mornings I woke up and could barely walk because of all the physical labor and the meltdown or panic attack I halfway had at the last hour when there was so much more I wanted to do.

But, honestly, in some ways it’s as if we snapped our fingers and we were here.

Maybe that’s part of the magic that I feel.

One thing I know for sure is that I absolutely had to be open to the idea of it.

I had to be available.

I had to let go - of alot.

And, I had to hold on to what matters most.

We were led here.

I had to listen and obey.

I needed faith to follow.

Then everything fell into place.

Wow . . .

“Here I am, Lord.”

Here’s to more WOW Moments!

Lucy