Road trips have a way of bringing people together—literally and figuratively. It’s not just the miles that count; it’s the moments spent crammed into a car, sharing snacks, stories, and sometimes heated debates over whose playlist reigns supreme. This Christmas, Derek gave our family the gift of one of the most memorable road trips we’ve ever had—a journey to Oglebay Park in West Virginia to see their spectacular holiday lights.
The Big Idea
As our kids have gotten older—now 27, 24, and 19—it’s become harder to wrangle everyone into one place. Add in jobs, significant others, and life’s busyness, and suddenly, the holidays feel less like a Hallmark movie and more like a logistical puzzle. But Derek, ever the optimist and family glue, decided to change that. He rented a vehicle big enough to fit us all—kids, my middle one’s friend, and him as the honorary chauffeur—and declared we were heading to Oglebay Park to see their famous light displays.
The Ride There
The road to West Virginia was filled with the kind of chaos that only a big family can create. Snacks were passed, stories were shared, and someone inevitably spilled a drink (don’t worry, Derek’s quick reflexes kept the rental safe). For a few hours, it didn’t matter that we were all on different paths in life. In that vehicle, we were just us—laughing, teasing, and enjoying each other’s company.
The Magic of Oglebay Park
When we arrived at Oglebay Park, it was like stepping into a holiday wonderland. Lights shimmered in every color imaginable, painting the night with a glow that felt almost magical. This wasn’t just about the lights for Derek—it was about the tradition, the joy of the season, and creating memories that would outshine even the brightest bulbs. We all piled out, bundled up in layers, and wandered the park together, marveling at the intricate displays.
There was something special about being surrounded by so much light, especially during a time when Derek’s cancer journey had cast its share of shadows. For one night, the world felt brighter—not just because of the lights but because we were all there together.
The Ride Home
On the way home, the mood was a mix of exhaustion and contentment. There were fewer snacks (we ate them all), fewer debates (we were too tired), but a lot of quiet smiles. Derek, ever the steady driver, navigated us back as the rest of us nodded off or quietly reflected on the night. It was one of those moments that reminded me how much joy can be found in simply being together.
The Gift That Lasts
This road trip wasn’t just a holiday outing; it was a gift from Derek—a reminder that no matter how busy life gets, it’s the time we spend together that matters most. Seeing the lights was magical, but the real glow came from the love in that car.
I don’t drive anymore, but that hasn’t stopped me from appreciating the journeys we take as a family. Whether it’s a short trip to see Christmas lights or the longer, winding road of life, I’m grateful for every mile we get to spend together.
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