Destination

My family lives about a mile south of the farm. When my kids were little we frequently hiked the 'field road' - a dusty path between the two places. It was never a quick endeavor - getting from home to the farm - there was just too much to see along the way. I treasure those walks, even though without fail there would be complaining at some point. It's a long walk for little legs. 

Several years ago, we purchased a golf cart. In an instant, the farm became much more accessible for the kids and they made the trip often. Ellie loved to go for drives, bumping slowly along that dusty road, gaining a little more independence each day. 

I can't remember the last time I walked that path with my kids. I'd give just about anything to be able to do it one more time. I'd soak in every second of their discoveries, chattering, and hand-holding.

Now we have a side-by-side that makes the trip across even more expedient. What used to be a 20 minute walk is now a quick 5 minute dash. My favorite part of that trip is getting to the top of the hill and looking down at the farm. 

The view from the top is when I'm first able to see my little herd. Three of the cows grazing with one cow playing nanny for the calves. The steers are on the other side of the fence, but they gather close. Together, but apart.

I'll pause at the top of the hill to watch the little splotches for a bit; such a simple thing. Continuing down the hill and into the farm yard, everything comes into clearer focus and the splotches become recognizable. I love how they get excited to see me too - the bringer of food.

A lot has changed since we first toted Gavin over that hill, in a backpack 22 years ago. Crossing that dusty path was something we did together, but as the kids have grown and became more independent it happens less and less... I guess that's the point, preparing kids to be out in the world on their own. Apart, but together. 

I hope they remember that time with some fondness. I'm pretty certain they appreciate the view from the top of the hill, if only because it means they're close to their destination. With the important stuff, the things that matter, coming into clearer focus as they get closer to their destination.