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… or is it rain? Packing up my sleigh, ahem, Tacoma as a fine drizzle coats everything in sight. I put the address in my Garmin (just kidding…. Maps on my iPhone.. LOL!), then make the obligatory stop at Quik Trip just as myDarlin’ and I used to do. A cup of coffee, a bottle of water and some snacks for the road, and lots of napkins because one can never have too many napkins. A nice gentleman holds the door open for me and says, ‘Merry Christmas’ as I walk through, then smile and thank him.
‘Road trip’ I say out loud as if myDarlin’ were right there beside me. And for those that think I have truly lost my mind, I assure you that I do realize he is not right beside me. He lives in my heart where I shall carry him for the rest of my life.
Christmas tunes playing on the radio, take me back to days of my childhood as we traveled to my Grandfathers house to see the family, as well as to the days of my children traveling to their grandparents. There’s just something about taking a road trip, whether near or far, that brings memories of Christmas past to the present. And even though my Dad says that he doesn’t need any presents, I’m sure that this one – my surprise visit – isn’t one that he would return, even with a receipt.
Today, I am grateful for being able to spend the holidays with my Dad, and for each of my Ohana to be able to be with members of our family. For it is this that allows us to spread the love that our Father gives to us. And I know that myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope is preparing for the best birthday celebration history has ever known, that of our very own Jesus Christ.
#KeepLookingUp #JesusistheReason
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