We piled in the old RV that hadn’t been used in years – four adults, seven kiddos and one dog – and headed north to join extended family to mourn the loss of Dave’s Uncle Bob. Uncle Bob was dearly loved by many. His laughter was contagious. His life was marked by love. He will be greatly missed.
We celebrated his life in true Bob fashion, spending the weekend sun-soaked and water-logged. The littles were over the moon. Long days and late nights swimming, fishing, and grilling on the shores of the same lake where their daddy spent his summers doing the same as a child.
The trip was unexpected and packing to leave was a bit frantic. The drive was long – I was car sick, Charlotte and Ben both threw up on me, the water stopped working in the RV, we had a camping chair set up for additional seating and five kiddos slept on the one bed. Every once in a while, we would hear a THUD and run to find the child who had fallen off the bed or the couch in his or her sleep. Yet, the kids absolutely loved the ride and the adults laughed our way through the “adventure.”
The trip served as a poignant reminder that we need to stop every once in a while simply to be with the ones we love. I can’t count the number of times Dave and I have talked about making this trip up to Minnesota with the kids. We never found the time before now.
We knew Uncle Bob was smiling down on his loved ones as we finally came together for this sweet weekend. Laughter and tears intermingled. New memories created while reminiscing on days gone by.
I hope you were all able to step away from the demands of life to enjoy this summer weekend and the birth of our great country. It was a bittersweet 4th of july for us this year but, nevertheless, an immensely blessed one.