Streaming sunlight through the trees threw shadows across the winding road. I was on a state highway traveling to a rented lakeside condo. Three friends were meeting me at our weekend destination.
In the months leading up to the trip, my anticipation had grown. I looked forward to the reunion as well as the break from normal responsibilities. But earlier that morning I had begun thinking about not leaving home. Too many tasks still undone and no meals planned for my family to eat while I’m away. Plus we’re in the beginning stages of a huge remodel in the house.
My husband assured me that he and the kids would be fine.
He was letting me off the hook to relax and refresh. Why wasn’t it as easy for me to offer myself the same graciousness?