The weekend wasn't just about the half marathon. I love road trips with my husband and driving to west Texas gave us the opportunity to visit cousins, uncles, and aunts that are dear to us. I love the way they love on us. It doesn't have to be Christmas, Thanksgiving, or the 4th of July. Just being together with them makes it a special occasion. They greet us with hugs and kisses. A good meal has been planned, and our room is made up and ready. The conversation is usually less about them and more about us and our family. Sometimes though we can get them to open up and share stories from their early years. That always makes me wish we could stay longer and come more often. There is so much more I would love to know about them when they were young and when their families were young. I hope I will have the chance to have a room ready for the young ones in my life and what a blessing it would be to have a room made ready and flowers from my garden set out for my nieces, nephews, and their children and my children and grandchildren.