This isn’t a post about writing, but it’s still about story.
On a road trip earlier this month, my daughter took my phone so she could (supposedly) listen to music. It was weeks later when I found the video she made. She filmed it in slow motion; all I did was add music. I love these kinds of tiny surprises. Maybe it’s just me, but seeing the world through her eyes produces a story all on its own, with or without words. Reminders to pay attention to the road between us, the outline of trees like animals along the horizon. A tiny town, a bridge, you and me and we. And the sun–white, bright. Always the sun.
That was beautiful! Thank you for sharing it with us!
Twice a year I take my daughters on a road trip back to my hometown to see my parents. It’s a 1600 drive one way. Everyone always asks why I don’t fly. Aside from the fact that I hate flying, I love that they get to see the country.
That was a delight. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
How sweet. A lovely way to remember a road trip. It tells a great story.
I’m not entirely sure why–perhaps the tender story of family in the quiet car combined with the perfect music selection–but I got teary. Thank you so much for sharing this, Christi!
Ain’t life grand? Finding the little things our wees create is like a sweet hug when it’s least expected.
love the sun dancing through the trees. well, done miss Vida!