Life is a Highway or Something Like That

Later this week I will embark on a journey.

The highway of my life.

You see, my Maw Maw (grandma) is dying.

The cancer in her lungs has overwhelmed her.

She now has days to live.

She pretty much raised me the first 11 years of my life.

So I’m driving down to say thank you and goodbye.

In addition, I will see my mother for the first time since I was 14.

And a brother who’s finishing up his time in prison.

And a long-lost sister I’ve only met once.

And a bunch of rough childhood memories.

I expect this trip is going to mess me up.

Trail of Memories

In a good way.

The path of my journey takes me from my hometown (Rapid City, SD).

Through the place I met and married my wife and served in the Air Force (Colorado Springs, CO).

To the place I was born and lived until I was 11 years old (Lubbock, TX).

I’ll be driving through a trail of memories.

Some good, others not.

Such is the highway of life.

I’m inviting you to join me later this week.

I will chronicle my journey here via video.

And on Twitter via 140 characters.

To be honest, this trip is not going to be easy.

But it will be good for me.

My hope is that my journey will help yours.

To know you’re not the only one with a past to confront.

Or a goodbye that’s hard to say.

Or a shattered heart that God’s putting back together.

We all have a story.

Thanks for joining me.

And caring.

Live Free!

Jason