Life Is A Highway...

I keep coming back to this picture I took of Akiah on the way home from Wyalusing.  It just reminds me of the word freedom.  I think a lot of the time we forget to stop and look around.  I keep telling myself over and over that it is not about the destination, it's the journey.  Just like the t-shirt that says "I refuse to tip-toe through life only to arrive safely at death".  

My goals for this year are simple.  Every other weekend we will go camping.  Opposite weekends we will go canoeing.  And of course, every Sunday we grill out and have dinner as a family!  There is so much time wasted and I refuse to do it any more.  

My family has always meant the world to me.  Maybe it is because I hit 30 years old...or maybe I am just becoming more aware...but my heart is just bursting with love for my family.  It feels good to stop and look around and enjoy all the times we have together.  I refuse to be sad and negative all the time any more.  

It is the little things that we miss.  Most of us do not realize this until it is too late and things change.  Kids move out of their parents house...people pass away...your grandchildren live in a different state.  Once you do not have it any more you realize that even the things that annoyed the hell out of you now mean the world to you and it is too late.

My week at work is going great.  I keep a picture of our canoe on my desk and every so often I take a break and look at that picture.  I simply cannot wait to go canoeing this weekend.  To be outside in the fresh air and to just slow down.  Not really caring where we are going...not in a hurry to get anywhere...just simply taking the time to look around.