Taking A Drive Down Memory Lane

A few weeks before moving to Charleston I made a trip to see my dad in St Louis. On the way there I had an AHA moment. The highway that I drive to St Louis. Interstate 70 holds so many memories. I have been down this road so many times in my life. Good, Bad and new beginnings.
My dad got stationed in California so we took a cross-country road trip from Virginia to California. This trip would be the end of my parents’ marriage
After my parents divorce me and my mom moved to Alton Illinois for her new job. We were there about a year when she lost her job and we ended up Moving from Alton Il to Dayton. And again I-70 was the route we took. This would signify a new chapter in my life.
My sister fought for custody of her oldest daughter and we would drive down I-70 between Dayton and Indianapolis for visitations and court hearing. Those many trips would not only put miles on the cars that were driven but also show wear and tear in our lives. But it would pay off when she finally got her daughter back.
My second assignment in the Army was Ft Riley Kansas. Driving from Dayton to Ft Riley would be my first road trip after getting my license and purchasing my own car. Over the four years that I was stationed at Ft Riley, I would make that trip many times on my own and with BG.
During my dating and then marriage to BG I would drive between Ft Riley and Kansas City to either fly to see him in San Antonio or picking him up to visit me. That time frame is a monumental memory for me. I fought so hard for my marriage during that time.
After divorcing BG and then dating Dennis I-70 would signify a wound for me when Dennis would remind me that he should have gone West on I-70 instead of East. Ultimately it was his decision to move to Ohio instead of back to California after getting out of the military. Over time that wound has healed. So finally there is only a scar of that memory
I and Dennis drove Drove to Alameda California from Dayton Ohio and part of that trip was on I70
Since 2000 I have made at least 10 trips to St Louis area to see my dad.
That road has some great memories. Some hurtful memories. It has some healing memories Most of all it has been the road of my life.
To GOD Be The GLORY
Take Care Much Love