The Trip To Paridise

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I've been home for several days now after a trip to my sons home. I was needed to help out during a time when my grandson needed supervision. Yeah, I KNOW, right? Anyway, it was a month of my life that I'll never forget. My daughter-in-law was away and my son had to work early. I was responsible to get the boy to the bus on time. Wake him up, breakfast, pack lunch, out the door in time for the bus. I was secretly nervous that I'd make some mistake. For the last week of school, we had time to watch TV before having to leave. We were a team. My son and I nailed him with Silly String just off the bus on his last day of school. The good stuff. That's just one story. Wait until I write about the barf in the hot tub, the dinosaur fight, shooting bb guns, feeding the birds, squirrels and the raccoon that came right up. A buck walked right up to me. I have photo proof on request too lol. So many stories. I'm guessing there will be enough to bore everyone for the next six months. I ended up staying longer than the two weeks I had planned but it was the most wonderful time I've ever had. I got time. I spent weeks with them all talking and helping out and playing dice games and just absorbing it all in. I had been in kind of a rut the past couple of years and this trip to paradise was JUST what I needed. They thanked ME. I was the one that needed to hand out the thank you. I was reminded of what was really important and was lucky enough to get to live it again. I'll never forget this trip. Have you ever been stuck in a place where you view most news negatively? That the world is doomed, divided and falling apart? Then something happens. In my case it was hanging out for a month with a bunch of ten year olds and my son and his wife. What is it that makes you trust that everything will be ok?