Sunday Afternoon
I remember when my parents would want to go for a Sunday afternoon drive. I didn’t understand the reason at the time, but I did look forward to it – mainly because we usually stopped to get a milkshake at some point. Knowing me, I probably complained about being tired and wanting to go home once we had our treat. Ha.
I remember how good it felt to have the windows down, have the whole backseat to myself (before my bro was born) and getting to listen to my folks talk.
Anyway, this morning we decided to take a drive after church. We didn’t stop for a milkshake, but I’m so glad that we took the time.
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