My son Cole just made the St. Olaf Men’s Ultimate team and they had their first tournament down at Luther College in Iowa. Last year, you may or may not recall, I went to see my daughter play at the women’s event at the same location, and after having a freezing but fabulous weekend of watching ultimate, I returned home and promptly broke my hand.
This time, I’m being more careful.
Dan did not join me for the weekend, as he is pretty slammed with work. When you change grade levels three times in three years, there is so much work to be done all the time. But that’s okay. A little time apart can be a nice thing.
I hopped into my new car and headed south. (And yes, kept my eye out for deer along the way!)
I listened to the first three episodes of the new season of Serial, and stopped three times for bio breaks. (That bladder, she ain’t what she used to be!) And while the fall color is only just starting to make its annual statement, the drive down Highway 52 into Iowa is really lovely.
I passed a handful of people from the Amish community, driving their horse-drawn buggies. I saw faded fields of corn. Barns. Silos. All the things that paint such a pastoral scene here in the upper midwest.
And I couldn’t help but think: I need to get out more.
Even now, as I’m writing these words from my hotel room in an adequate Super 8 on the edge of Decorah, I realize with nothing else to do (like laundry, dishes, or daily work at home), it’s just me and my thoughts and apparently I can put them down in, well, writing.
I will tell you this: time is fleeting. I’m so grateful for all of the college experiences I was able to share with my daughter, when appropriate, and I am and will be grateful for the like with my son.
As I wrote recently, the time of all four of us living as one unit is over, for the most part. This is all new, and yet also a little familiar. It’s hard to remember those early days, when for five years, it was just me and my husband, before Aidan arrived on the scene. So much has changed over the years. Now is a time to breathe and connect and re-learn whatever is needed, or simply learn whatever is new and continue moving forward.
Taking a little 3-hour road trip was a good idea.