There comes a time in a family’s life
When the constant busy-ness causes some strife.
Runaway calendars, carpools from hell.
The to-do list you made continues to swell.
At this very time, before you explode
You decide its time we all hit the road.
You cancel appointments, you cancel them all
You then pack up the van with all it can haul.
The van seems to actually burst at it’s seams
So much it is packed with luggage and dreams.
As you pull out of your driveway, map in your hand
“Stop touching your brother!” Your husband demands.
The open road beckons with sights worth praising
The vistas and lookouts that are just plain amazing!
The van becomes littered with wrappers and bottles
And you realize your kids’ throats you don’t want to throttle.
It takes a few days to let go of your phone
And surrender the fact that you’re never alone
But along the way surely you realize with schmaltz
You love these three people despite all their faults.
You use your binoculars, your travel games too.
You laugh and you laugh until your face turns blue.
You rest and you think, you wander and roam
And pretty soon it’s time to head back towards home
Your road trip was filled with photos and time
To reflect on the good stuff you have with your tribe
You didn’t realize all the places you’d visit
Or how high the fines are on a speeding ticket.
So now that you’re home, everyone has spread out
They’re working, in school and out and about
In your heart, warm feelings they wiggle and flow
When your mind starts reflecting on the open road.
photo by Barbara Paulsen at tandemechoes.com.