Eighteen years ago, on a road trip for my newspaper Out West, I paused for lunch along Highway 395 in Topaz, Nevada with my wife and baby daughter, Emily. Last week I stopped again, but just Emily and me.
Here are two photos -- one from then, the other from last week with my same Emily, but grown up now and nearly 19 years old. Where did the time go?
I was surprised to find the same picnic tables and in the same place as before -- faded, but almost exactly as they were those approximately 6,600 days ago.
Emily wondered why we stopped and why I insisted she sit at the one picnic table in particular, in one particular place. Then I pulled out the old photo. I know it became a special moment for her, but I believe it was far more special for me, knowing that in less than a month I would be dropping her off at college 3,000 miles away from my home in Washington state.
I love my big girl, but I sure do miss that little one a whole bunch.


11 comments:
This was charming, and touching. Nice post.
How special! Thanks for sharing this.
Yes Chuck, we hold their hands for a short while but their hearts forever. The grandchildren will be here one day and you get to do the best parts all over again. Stay Healthy!
As the parent of a teenage girl, it's easy to be moved by this. Thanks, Chuck.
As a retiree with grown children, this very touching post reminded me of the several years of trailering with 2 kids and enjoying all of it. Amazing how little they bicker in the car when they know there's going to be a new place to explore when you stop. And wine in a box in the refig is a life saver -- the kids can pour you a cup while you're barbequing without worrying about bottles, corks or spills. Thanks.
I've followed your travels since way before Emily was a glint in your eye. So these pics were quite touching . . . Also made me feel very old.
Hi ! One of the best pictures I have ever seen , God bless both of you !
In a few years you will have to return and take another picture with the "little" girl again.
Your grand daughter
Bob
Chuck - Emily is as cute as ever! Wait until your 18 year old Granddaughter says "Grandpa, I love you" as she gives you a hug. Then you will appreciate the gray hair.
I know that feeling, of missing the little ones. And we never get them back again. Brings home the old saying of "They grow up too fast."
I can't believe Emily is going to be a freshman in college! I remember her early travels with you like it was yesterday. I have those same mixed feelings -- my daughter heads off for her fourth year of college this weekend. They travel their own roads all too soon!
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