Recently, my husband and I went on vacation to North Carolina. We both feel that it was a much-needed vacation; a vacation to spend some time together but with people we don’t get a chance to see very often. But more so it was a vacation to think about where we are headed in our lives, both professionally and personally. Usually when we take time off from work it is one day in the middle of the week, or, if we are leaving the state, we take a day or two off in conjunction with the weekend. We rarely ever take whole weeks off at one time. It has been a few years since we have been fortunate enough to do so and I am very glad that this year we were able to both get over a week off. I feel like the timing of the trip fell into place with us really needing time away and we were able to get uninterrupted inspiration and insight into our lives at a time where we have been searching, both together and separately, for each of those things.
We left very early on a Friday morning, at 2 o’clock am. It was the right decision to leave that early because we basically avoided all traffic and construction that would have been going on. It was also really great because it gave me a chance to think about a lot of things while Brad slept in the passenger’s seat. We stopped at my dad’s on the way to Charlotte for some lunch and just a general break from driving. It was great to get out of the car but hard to get back in it when it was time to leave. My dad has an area on the side of his house where he plants flowers and vegetables. Before we continued onto Charlotte, I snapped a few pictures of some of the butterflies and flowers in his garden.There are a lot of butterflies in West Virginia, which you get to see as they crash into your windshield while you are flying down the highway at 75 miles per hour. This made me sad but I couldn’t swerve out of the way each butterfly, so I had to kill a bunch of them just to make it one state closer to our destination. I drove most of the way to Charlotte, except for Brad’s 40 minute attempt which got us from Oak Hill, West Virginia through the two tunnels in Virginia. The drive was pretty uneventful and stress free except for a few moments where we were driving down the mountain and the car in front of us decided to go from 70 miles per hour to 15 miles per hour in a matter of seconds. Finally at around 6 o’clock we made to Charlotte.