“God Bless America” was where this journey began.
It ends, however, with a different song. The song I sang as I entered
Calhoun County was “Country Roads.” Almost heaven was exactly what I was
I believe that home is where you look across the
table at the people you love. So, home never left me on my trip. Andy
and I were always together. We made memories that will always be
treasured. We made discoveries that we’ll never forget.
We have spent countless months separated by Uncle
Sam and the call of duty. My home has been empty for over half our
marriage. Deployment became familiar and common place. Most visits to
the airport were goodbyes.
This time, we boarded the plane together and our
mission was for fun and discovery.
Tired and weary from too many hotel beds and too
many fast food stops, we drove our last few miles into town with a
bittersweet feeling. The journey was over. Our trip had come to an end,
but our little house by the river was waiting.
I loved each moment of our journey. I believe
everyone should have the opportunity to race into the adventures our
nation has to offer. We truly live in a beautiful, diverse and blessed
It’s been said, that we must bloom where we are
planted. So, I could live anywhere, but I am thankful I live here. As we
crossed the bridge, I got the feeling that I should have been here
yesterday. The country roads have led me home to the place I belong . .
. and to the journey’s end.