Nostalgic

I was thinking about the very special relationship my dad had with Doug.  Doug was nine years-old when I married Dave.  My parents became instant grandparents.  Dave wasn't close to his parents and Joyce wasn't close to hers.  So this was a nice alternative.
My dad really loved Doug.  He would have taught him all kinds of things had he lived longer.  The one thing he did do though was take Doug on a big adventure.  My dad was a long haul truck driver.  So he took Doug on a truck trip.  They went all over.  When Doug got back he had tales to tell about the things he had seen and the people he had met.  He had a memory to keep forever.  And maybe that is where he got his first taste of a love of adventure.
Today I am making lentil soup.  And it always makes me think of Doug and it makes me think of my dad.  So I am honoring the connection and the relationship that they had and the adventure that they shared.