Detours are interesting. Whether you are traveling through life or actually traveling on the road, sometimes we are told we have to take another path. Something has happened and the way we normally would travel has a road block, or is just not right for us at the time.
We traveled to Washington state this past weekend because my husband’s grandmother passed away. She was one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. And while I am sad she will no longer be a sassy, spunky presence in our life, I am happy she is finally reunited with her sweetheart after 15 years apart.
While we we headed to Washington there was an accident on the freeway involving a semi truck that was carrying hazardous material. The entire freeway closed down and all of us travelers were told to take another path. We knew this would add another hour and a half to an already 12 hour drive but decided to look at it as an adventure. We had no idea what lay ahead on the highway detour and the kids were excited.
It was a prettier drive :) And 3/4 of the way through our detour we came across the most darling little town called Prairie City, Oregon. We chatted with the super nice gas attendant for a good 20 minutes. He had been to our town before. The we decided to check out the antique stores that were also on main street. Our kids each picked out a tiny little treasure and we chatted with the owner for a half an hour.
We got back in the car and my kids exclaimed that this was the “best trip ever”. Normally we plug along and only stop for gas. With a 12 hour drive ahead of us, we don’t normally think we have time for anything else. The charm of that little town that looks like it is from another time period drew us in. And it made the whole trip more enjoyable because we had taken a much needed break and tried something new.
If you have been reading my blog for awhile then you know my husband is in the architecture field and that the architecture world has been hit hard with the economy the way it has been. It is getting better, and he currently has a job, but he has been laid off 3 times in the last 3 years. I like to look at those as detours. We had to move off the path we were on and take a break.
Had he not been laid off he would have plugged along with his job and not taken many breaks or vacations because of trying to get ahead financially with bills and such. But the lay offs forced us to take a break. We were able to spend time together doing things we may not have done otherwise. They were detours that will make it take longer to pay off student loans and get ahead but they were worth it. My kids look back at those months when my husband was home as the “best time ever”.
Do you ever have detours in life or in traveling that have ended up being a blessing in disguise? I would love to hear your story. Leave a comment with your story :)