Last Thursday, April 9th, it snowed a few inches here in Minnesota. I was so thrilled, that I wrote a little song about it:
“Oh, the weather outside is frightful
Snow in April is NOT delightful
But it’s better than 40 below
So let it snow, let it snow, let it snow….”
The next day, my family and I did the only logical thing—we drove to a state even colder than ours—North Dakota. It was the first time any of us had been to ND. We went there on another round of college visits with my older son. I love a good road trip: road snacks, truck stops, boys alternately sleeping and goofing around in the back seat. Good old fashioned family time. On Friday, we visited North Dakota State (NDSU) in Fargo. (Ya sure, you betcha, just like the movie.) It ended up being a beautiful 60 degree afternoon when we toured the campus, and we all liked it. (Though something tells me it’s not always so nice there.)
Then we drove another hour north to Grand Forks and stayed overnight in a hotel to await the Aviation/Aerospace day at the University of North Dakota the next day. That one hour north really made a difference. It seemed to us the wind blew stronger with every mile and the temperature dropped. (It is only 82 miles from the Canadian border, after all.) We splurged on a steak dinner and afterwards the guys enjoyed the pool and hot tub while I did a little editing.
The next day, we visited UND, then headed home, the wind buffeting the car all the way. As we drove, my high school junior enthusiastically ranked the colleges we’ve visited so far, and I think even our younger son began thinking of his own future. I found it exciting (and a little daunting) to dream alongside these young men, to hope for meaningful, productive lives for them, to pray and ask God to direct their paths….
Back at home, what did I find in our yard that two days before had been covered in white stuff? My crocuses were up! What a lovely sign of spring. A sign that we have made it through another winter and can hope for warm and green days ahead. (And hopefully, bright and fulfilling days, too–for all of us.) What is it about a road trip? You come back to the same old home, but more hopeful and grateful than when you left it.
What about you—do you love or loathe a road trip? And what are you hoping for, or looking forward to, this spring?