Commitment and Consistency...

There are a number of reasons for writing this blog. 

The initial objective was to inform family where we were on our travels and to let them know we were still alive.

The kids threatened sending police for wellness checks if we did not "hit the button" every 108 minutes, so the blog was our hack to get free from that button without disrupting the balance of the world.

And it also has been a vehicle to write some things more personal.  Topics not likely mentioned during a quick passing conversation.

And the other big reason is so we can remember. 

So maybe a few years from now, we can read this again...and relive the moment, the feelings, the memories...

The adventures continue to live on as long as their memories remain alive...

Judy's Mom, Dad, and niece are buried not too far from Windy Hill...

We visit somewhat often, but not often enough... 

And sometimes I stop by on my own.

We don't go to the cemetery to talk to them.  I'm not believing their spirits are still roaming this ol' earth.

But we visit so we can remember them...

To keep our memories of them alive...

And lots of personal memories come to mind while standing there - for both of us.

You see, I also loved Judy's Mom and Dad...they were a part of my life for a long time.

Judy's Mom was always kind to me.  I married into a big family of 6 boys and 1 girl...and being the only son-in-law did work to my favor!

We were wonderfully blessed when she lived with us, and became part of us, for 4 very enjoyable years at the end.

And I think of her Dad...

He was a stablizing influence in my life when Judy and I dated and were first married.

When it came to his only daughter, I did not want to fail him or let him down in any of my actions. 

He was honorable.  Thinking of him not long ago...I realized that I could not recall him saying anything bad about anyone...NEVER!

"Consistency" also comes to mind when I think of them. 

"Commitment" is another.

Judy's Mom and Dad were both seriously committed to each other...for richer or for poorer.  And with 7 kids, there were more thin times than thick times.

And it was with their lives as an example, I made my vows to God...and to them...over 43 years ago - 

          To take care of their only daughter...

          No matter what...

          No excuses allowed...

And it has been a constant purpose in life ever since.

Vows are not taken lightly.

And maybe that is why I go to the cemetery...sometimes with Judy...sometimes on my own...

To remember...

To remember what consistency and commitment looks like over a lifetime...

And to remember the importance of a promise made to them so long ago...

And truth be known while standing in that cemetery, 

Maybe I do whisper to the wind - - - 

            I'm still taking good care of your daughter...

            And will for as long as I live...

Let the adventure continue...