7.19.07 - Home Again
The sharp sound of the loon’s call echoed off the water between the banks; I could close my eyes and drink in the moment – I was home. My trip to Wisconsin was a much needed break to return to my roots and the country that I love.
I had the best four days spending time with family and making the most of each minute. The only downfall to the trip was that Emily was unable to get away from work to join me. Everyone said that she was very missed.
My parents discovered how fun a Nintendo Wii can be as we got to play numerous games of tennis, baseball, and golf – which my Dad quick mastered and kicked our tails on. Also, I gave my parents the gentle nudge they needed to spring for high speed internet, but between the upgrade and the Wii, that was the extent of my “inside time.”
I went fishing almost every day, never caught a whole lot, but just being on the lake was reward enough. My dad and I saw all kinds of critters while we were out: a coyote, two bald eagles, turkeys, a fawn nursing, and many other woodland creatures. We spent an afternoon cutting up a load of wood, and my blisters will prove that it’s been a long time since I’ve swung a 10 pound maul.
We spent some time at church and had dinner with friends, and even played a family game of real tennis – kids vs. parents. The kids came out on top!
There’s just something about the land where you grew up that will forever call to you. Like a yearning or a thirst – when you’re home, you’re at peace. I’m sure the vacation time off had something to do with it, but more than that the stark contrast between the busy streets of Dallas and the tall trees from my youth is more than noticeable… it’s like a different world. Time moves slower, yet each day felt fuller. Family and sitting around the table have value over speed and convenience.
It has been a full year since I had been home last. Our dog had died, the shed got finished, and the trees in our yard got taller. This trip has reminded me that time is not a commodity that is renewable. Our time together is captured only in memories and snapshots, and it’s my hope that I always make the most of the fleeting journey. Because the future has many demands, the most important of which is to make the past the best it can be.
