I survived! Here's how it went.
Friday I drove to Chattanooga. I had traffic problems, so it took 7 very long hours.
: But it was fine...I enjoyed the peace and quiet...well, other than my tunes crankin'.
During my drive something REALLY cool happened. I had just crossed into Tennessee and was listening to Taught to Be Proud...the current song link in my siggy...I was thinking about my mom as I always do when I hear this song (there's a story as to why) and it was in a serious jam right before coming back into the chorus when I drove over the Red River!!!
I was shocked...could this really be the same Red River that I put my mother into 15 years ago?!?!?! I didn't think it went that far. And it might not...I still haven't checked to see if it's the same. I almost don't want to, YK...ignorance is bliss.
So I go to the concert and SEVERAL of the songs that were played were loaded with significance about either my mom or just the journey in general. It was a great show and I had a great time (perhaps TOO great as then next day was a bit difficult
The next day I drive up to the Gorge...another 6 hours...this drive was much more difficult. I finally got to the Mountain Parkway ~ where the road becomes awesomely beautiful ~ grabbed a random cd. The Moody Blues...Mom's favorite band. The song You Can Never Go Home
came on and I lost it. It was the perfect song for the weekend. I tried to find a link but couldn't. Here are the lyrics, though...
I made it to the lodge, dropped my stuff in my room and hiked up to the top of Natural Bridge
. Spectacular...as always.
The next morning I got up, ate, packed the car and drove into the Gorge and parked at the trail head. The hike to mom should have taken 45 minutes, but I got a bit lost. Oops. I finally got back on the right trail, found the spot. Mind you, this is a VERY primitive trail...more like a deer trail to be honest. It's pretty hard, too. I want to take the kids, but I don't think the younger one's would be able to. Still thinking on that.
So I got to the spot. I forgot to mention that it was sunny and 70. Perfect! It was beautiful. I built a rock memorial by the river with 15 rocks...one for each year. Stuck a stick of Nag Champa incense in it and just hung out. I didn't cry until the end when I needed to leave. I felt very calm and peaceful the entire time I was there. I didn't want to leave.
But I did. I had a nice hike back to the car...going the proper way this time, and drove on home,another 3 hours.
I'm not sure exactly what I learned on this journey other that I can do things for
myself and by
myself. I guess that's a pretty good lesson.