As I've stated before,
from an early age Momma always stressed the importance of travel.
I can remember being 5 and going on my first airplane trip.
I was so excited I threw up all over her new coat.
Since then, I can't think of a year we didn't travel somewhere.
Momma and pre-DH in Puerto Vallarta
(*they were learning how to get along)
Momma in Colima, Mexico
Me and Momma on my honeymoon in Cozumel, Mexico
On a boat in Key West
Miami Beach, FL
Alaska Cruise, in Skagway
Grand Canyon train, AZ
Badlands National Park, in an RV
Momma fulfilling her bucket list item
of seeing Mt. Rushmore.
She told me she never thought she'd live long enough
to see it with her own eyes.
I'm glad I was able to make that happen.
I hope we still have time
to make a few more trips
because the journey has been great so far.