Brother trips began in the summer 1991. Mark had just finished high school and I my sophomore year in college. We packed up our backpacks and headed to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area (BWCA), entering the wilderness outside of Grand Marais. We parked at one of the trailheads where we had a local take our picture. We were in full gear.
In the background of the picture sat mom and dad’s tan Honda Accord with the 4 doors open and the trunk popped. Fortunately that ‘local’ who took our picture lived in sight of the parking lot, because when we returned he informed us that we had left the car exactly as the picture showed it; all 4 doors open and the trunk popped.
Don’t ask me why we decided to hike instead of canoe (a mistake which we will never repeat due to the number of mosquito bites endured), but we were so focused on the mission that we forgot the most basic and obvious thing; to shut the car doors. How could we have missed that?
How could we have missed enjoying the weekend? It just flew by, again. It seems pretty basic that we would have a plan to get a few things done, then we would accomplish those things and then enjoy some time as a family. Easier said than done. The week ended fast and furious. I had to work a bit on Saturday and then Sunday came…and went, and now here we are. It is hard to make a plan when you have no motivation. So we had no plan and got done everything on that list.
Our conversations are getting a bit shallow. We can only talk about the same things so many times. It is no longer moving to think about or talk about our situation. What used to inspire us to live well is now just bogging us down. About the time Tara gets energy, she gets knocked down and has a day in bed. Really it just ticks her off.
So we need to lose focus of the mission, and simply remember to enjoy the day. And sometimes the day will be too much to take in and try to enjoy, and we will simply have to enjoy a moment.