Spontaneity

Earlier today I was going through some things from 2016. It brought back memories of our trip to South Carolina. We decided the second weekend of June that Dillon and I would tag along with BJ and Cheyenne. And then a couple of weeks later, about this same time of June, I was chatting with BJ on the phone and said that maybe the drive was too long, and we (Dillon and I) shouldn’t go. I could tell in his voice that he was disappointed and that’s when he began the guilt trip…”What, and give up the time with your granddaughter? Why not, you always say you can work from anywhere. It’s up to you, but you never know when this opportunity will come along again. I’m paying for all the gas, so it’s really a free trip for you!” My boys always know mom’s soft spot and what to say so she gives in!  Of course, my response was, “oh, alright I guess we can go. But, let’s stop at a hotel at least one night on the way.” He agreed if I agreed to “play it by ear”. Yea, I should’ve known he had no intention of stopping for an entire night of sleep!

That really was a wild ride and I am so thankful that we took that trip together. We made memories that will be with Dillon and I forever. BJ and I had fun listening to the kids play their scavenger hunts. And we all had fun finding license plates from different states. We found ways to keep ourselves and the kids entertained along the way. He was amazed by the “big A$$ bugs” of the south, he loved the warm beaches of the east coast, and he was ecstatic to go to a “Dirty South Mud Bog”. But, most of all, he loved spending time with one of his best buddies (Kyle) and his family. I know that trip holds a lot of memories for all of us; that was the last time Kyle and his family saw BJ, it was the last time Dillon spent quality time with his oldest brother, it was the last vacation his daughter will ever have with her daddy, and it is a trip that will forever be in my heart. A spur of the moment, spontaneous decision that led me to no regrets after losing BJ. Had I not gone, and he died, I would always have that regret. I am thankful that he guilt-tripped me and God gave me the nudge to just do it! Never underestimate spontaneity, because it could lead to the “last” of something.