Yesterday, we watched the odometer turn over 3,000 miles. GPS has guided us well. We crossed another time zone somewhere in Tennessee between Nashville and Knoxville. For the most part I’m already having trouble remembering what day it is and where we’ve been.

It’s an interesting thing to travel during the Christmas season; something we’ve never done before.  Now with just over 2,500 miles and 10 nights on the road behind us, I’m finding myself in a bit of a reflective mood, thinking about where we’ve been and how far we’ve come.

“As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words,

but to live by them.”

John Fitzgerald Kennedy