What Happened In Germany Does Not Stay In Germany

I want to share what happened in Germany plus a couple of thoughts about this picture with you. The photo shows our son, Dylan, my father-in-law, and myself six years ago in Germany. My husband took the picture.

I remember this day so clearly. We had planned this trip for years. It had been a dream of my father-in-law to go with us to Germany. It was our dream, too. We went for three weeks, including a trip to Vienna, Austria. We spent some time in Krakow, Poland as well. 

It was a remarkable trip. And I decided to call this post “What happens in Germany does not stay in Germany” because it actually stays in our hearts. This memory is so cool. Looking at this picture brings back my memories.

Unfortunately, my father-in-law passed away two years later. We did not see that coming. He seemed to be in perfect health. He was playing softball until just about the very end. He passed from cancer that had spread over much of his body. He’s just sorely missed. We’re just so grateful that we had the opportunity to make this trip with him, spend time together, visit my family in Germany, and explore exciting places.

By the way, our son was not drinking beer. The rest of us are, but not him – even though it may look that way. 

What’s my message? Take those moments you will remember and relish for a long time. Enjoy and make them happen because we all live on borrowed time; those memories are priceless. 

I’m Curious

What’s a memory you have been thinking about creating? Do it, please. I’m sure you will not regret it. If you don’t do it, you just might regret it. So, I invite you to please do it.