Places are more than just desired vacations spots…
Some places have meaning, some have value and some are not
physical places at all, but a place or moment in time or in thought. Places can be anything you want them to
be. The list of places I have never been
is much longer than the list of places I have been. The list of places I want to visit is much
longer than the list of the places I’ll never go.
6
Places
1. The front yard of Boobs old house. This was our spot… this is where our whole
group of friends gathered around the table, eating and drinking and laughing
and being family. The yard was always
full with the kids running around and friends of all kinds shadowed by a 100
year old oak tree that housed a family of owls.
It is where we sat and shared our lives, where we watched our kids grow
up, our husbands grow-up (and occasionally fall down) and where we could just
be. I sure do miss that yard.
2.
The walking path along the Boulder Creed in my
home town of Boulder Colorado. This is a
path that stretches east to west through most of Boulder… and I’ve walked the
whole thing (more than once) although admittedly not at the same time. It will take you up the canyon to places like
Eben G Fine Park and east past the High School and The Harvest House (I wonder
if that is still the name of that place).
It’s where I spent so much of my life, walking, riding bikes, hanging
out on the creek… going to the library or to the mall. I kissed boys on this path and I got drunk on
this path, I met strangers that became friends on this path. I found nature in the middle of a city (well
a city in Colorado terms) on this path.
If you’re ever in Boulder, you should go for a walk along the path.
3.
Rocky Mountain National Park (RMNP). This place of majestic national park has
always been within a 45 minute drive from me until we moved to Texas. It is a magical place, full of amazing
beauty. Driving up Trail Ridge Road (the
highest continuous paved road in the US), its winding turns and stunning
views. Snow walls reaching 22 feet some
times (I have pictures). Elk, Moose,
Longhorn Sheep, Beavers, and Foxes… animals living as God intended. Fall River Road, a crazy winding dirt road
taking you up the back side of the mountain.
It was an annual field trip when I was in school, an annual camping spot
with my family. It was the first place “away
from home” that I took all 3 of my children (they were all less than 6 months
the first time we took them to the park).
It’s the place my father-in-law asked us to scatter his ashes. I miss this place, its beauty and it’s place
in my life.
4.
My Mom’s House!
It’s just one of those place people like to be, especially me. It is warm and cozy and inviting. It’s the kind of place that people want to
sit around and visit, the house kind of wraps it’s self around you like a warm
blanket. As a teenager I could not wait
to get out of her house. I did not
appreciate the home my mom made for us. Now as an adult I look forward to
spending time at her house, relaxing, visiting, just being in the comfort of
the home she has made.
5.
Disney World… I know, I know, it’s the happiest
place on earth, of course it is one of my favorite places. It really is though, a very special place to
me. It was the first real vacation The
Hubby and I took together. It is where
he proposed to me for the first time. It
is the first place I ate at a 5 star restaurant or saw Cirque du Soleil perform
live. It is the place my little family
has created memories we will have forever.
There is an enchantment about Disney World that I love. I cannot help but smile and relax while
sitting in a giant tea-cup spinning round and round or while riding a boat as
pirates sing to me. I love Disney, I love
Disney World… It’s my place.
6.
You know that crook in your arm where a baby’s
head fits just right? Yeah, that
place. It has been empty for years now
and most of the time the emptiness is okay, but every so often I miss having a little
round head to fill that place. I miss
the moments of peace rocking my babies, their heads resting perfectly in the
crook of my arm, their whole lives in front of them. Someday the place will be filled with the
perfectness of my grandchildren, and until then my memories will just have to
do.