We went on a short vacation last week.  I’m not a big fan of traveling, but I think it helped.

Staying busy is a good thing. It helps you stay out of that dark hole grieving parents can sink into so quickly. But it seems to help more if it’s something out of the ordinary.

I can stay busy mowing the grass or something routine like that. But I can do that on autopilot, so my mind still can think about how much I miss Richard. Doing something different keeps my brain occupied.

We went to Mount Vernon during the beginning of our trip. I’ve always wanted to see it. Washington was our greatest leader.

I visited him at his tomb. I had a talk with him – a silent talk – I didn’t want all those other people around me to think I was nuts.

I asked him how he and Martha handled it, loosing a child. It was much more common back then. I’m sure it wasn’t any easier though. Yet he and others like him did handle it. And they started a new nation.

Maybe that was their secret. Starting a country would have to keep you pretty darn busy.