This is the last post of our Sentimental Journey. We have seen most the things that we set out to do to. Did we see everything? No, but we did a whole lot and had fun along the way. And shouldn’t there always be some things left undone…something to look forward to doing in the future. Stewart is a great travel buddy.
When I asked him, if he was getting tired of traveling he said, “No.” I don’t know if that is because he no longer drives so it is a real treat. Or that we get to spend uninterrupted time together to talk about things that would likely been unsaid in the busyness of life or it is just validating that time spend together is the best times of your life.
We have no regrets. All of the weird things that happen, make us laugh, cry and look for better ways to do things.
I, for one, have a whole new outlook on living life as a handicapped person. I am able to facilitate anything that Stewart’s needs to have done. However I am mysitified by the lack of foresight when it comes to making things easier to a handicapped person.
Yes, there are handicap ramps but ususally they are far from the entrance which means walking longer distances. A non-handciapped person would complain about having to enter by the trash cans and then walk up to the front door to enter and then proceed to the rest room which is on the other side of the store. We had time and we had our routine down.
As we reflect on our trip of over 6200 miles in 26 days, we have made lots of memories about which we hope that you have enjoyed reading- from car games to volleyball games, to fast foods to thai food, from stairs to ramps, from visiting with 90 year old to holding 2 year olds, we did it all.
Here is where the Sentimental Journey ends. However, there is a sequel coming in 2020 called Sentimental Journey 2.
Stewart’s motto is: Find a way it make one!! So we close with a picture of boxing. What will he do next??? Where will he go???
Thank you for sharing your adventures with all of us! It was great learning about things related to your Dad. He has certainly impacted a lot of people in his life! What a blessing to have such a loving, caring family!
Oh Brenda – what a wonderful gift you have given him – and yourself. Our time spent with family and friends is so very precious. I took a road trip with my dad, Sy in 1976 from Garden City to visit Max in Santa Barbara, CA. And my memories of spending one on one time with him during that trip are some of the happiest I have. Like you – I did all the driving and arrangements. I still chuckle when I remember staying at a youth hostel in Jackson Hole. Poor Sy (at 71) had to sleep on a bunk bed in a big common sleeping room. But he sure was a good sport.
So now it’s you and Rob to take off and tackle the world.
Keep the stories coming :)))
God Speed,
Barb Jeffries