Reckless Abandon

“Often what we most romanticize – sailing a boat in the deep blue seas, old homes, patriarchy, and family road trips – are at their core, oppressive, dark, and often dangerous. One might get seasick, trapped under a leaky roof, stuck with a man in a bad marriage (and then some). There might be breakdowns.”

This was the start of a blog entry to a trip that never happened. Not yet, anyway.. That trip was going to be with my current immediate family – John Mark, Nora, and Hazel – and my mom and my uncle Jimmy. It was a trip to visit gravesites of our ancestors, which would have taken us up through WV, into Ohio for a short bit, down through Kentucky, and into Tennessee. Then Covid hit. So, we missed the trip. Vomit and breakdowns included! 

I guess you never know what can happen - which I suppose is the danger and beauty of writing your script ahead of time.

We are going west….keep posted😊.

Footnote: I typed  this On Sunday, to post today.

We’re off!



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