She didn't have to wear herself out, telling us "Recalculating" in that obnoxiously calm voice.
But 30-plus hours in the car caused me to do some recalculating of my own. Without a daily deadline for KFRM reports and blog posts, I think I read five books during the journey and while at Brent's. It had been a long time since I'd relaxed that much.
And I looked for beauty -- not in the quiet of a Kansas farmstead -- but at 70 miles per hour in the passenger seat of the car, when I thought the bridgework overhead resembled Christmas stars on top of the Zenith Co-op Elevator.
I only live the full life
when I live fully in the moment.
Ann Voskamp, Author, One Thousand Gifts
|Beginning an early morning of driving in a motel parking lot near St. Louis|