Holidays come & holidays go & we stay home. With family far & some near it's easy to make excuses & do nothing. Responsibility weighs heavy on days off as you play catch up in the yard, house & more. Maybe you'll have steaks, read, take a walk or see the fireworks as you doze from fatigue. The pressure's still there on your shoulders like bad sunburn.
Is it the crowds, the cost or the chaos of trying to get away that keeps us home? When we arrive at our destination, the burdens of home & such seem to float away like seeds on a windy day. Letting go, your mind clears and freedom comes at last. It says to you 'enjoy', if only for a moment.
Find a quiet spot to ponder, look at the beauty of your surroundings, breathe deeply, sleep or find adventure. Better yet forget the trials & mentally fly away. If you have children, take them with you & explore. Share what you know with them. Wade in a stream, count bugs or find an anomaly of nature. Show them how to see the wind beneath their wings.
On Labor Day, I ignored the jobs crying for attention, packed water, goodies, hiking gear & climbed in the car at 9am telling my driver (hubby) to head for East Canyon. We stopped at the summit. With our binoculars we enjoyed a 360' view spotting the Oquirrh Mountain Temple between two peaks. We took the closest trail stopping along the way to read, "Joyful Noise" by Paul Fleishman. Sharing our mile long trail with bikers & a few hikers, we wished all well who passed.
At noon we took Highway 66 north passing reservoirs, land marks & the tiny town of Henifer. We lunched on subways in Morgan City's park, followed by a nap & wading in the Weber River. Skipping rocks, Devil's Slide and a toffee ice cream topped off our day of nine heavenly hours away from 'it all'.
A glow filled our home last night, because we took time to play.
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