Dear Goody –

 

I didn’t know Bryson had a secret assignment when we headed west toward Bryan-College Station back in March; but, as it turned out, he was there to stretch out the drive just as long as he possibly could. Evidently, coordinating a surprise party for my significant birthday was taking its toll on the planners.

 

 

Mama Jan, could we stop and take a picture of me in front of the Indian Mounds in Alto? It’s sort of a school project.

 

Mama Jan, I’ve never been able to stop and read any of these historical markers along El Camino Real.

 

Mama Jan, we’re just fine with you stopping again and taking more pictures of more wildflowers, aren’t we Corbin? (Silence from the back seat)

 

You know, I always say it’s not the journey—it’s the destination. Isn’t that right, Mama Jan?

 

Mama Jan, I’d love to turn around and go back and see that 1848 Pepper Tree up close. Would you take my picture?

 

Mama Jan, that historical marker in front of the Tejas State Park entrance had some really interesting information.

 

 

Goody, it was so funny listening to him and thinking about how mature he sounded and realizing that he’s nearly all grown up. When I asked about his future plans, I could hear his voice speaking the words I’ve heard you say about him ever since he was a little boy.

 

 

I love learning and I’m interested in so many different things.

 

My grades are really good, even Math.

 

I’m considering a lot of different career options.

 

I have so many different interests.

 

There are just so many different things I could do with my future life.

 

 

 

Good job, Goody; good job.

 

 

 

So teach us to number our days,

 

that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

Psalm 90:12