Standing At The Crossroads, Trying To Read The Signs To Tell Me Which Way I Should Go To Find The Answer

Did the title of this post ring a bell for you?

“Standing at the crossroads, trying to read the signs. To tell me which way I should go to find the answer.  And all the time I know, plant your love and let it grow.”

The Fritz Garden in Lenoir City, Tennessee LET IT GROW!

It is the first part of a song by Eric Clapton that was first penned in 1974. Perhaps you, like me, were in high school at that time. These lyrics remind me of our friends who have chosen a positive fork in the road, even amidst great adversity, in the past couple of years.  You can listen to the song here.   

(On a Side Note) Did you know? 461 Ocean Boulevard, the solo album by Clapton marked his return to recording after recovering from a three-year addiction to heroin. I don’t know about you, but this gives me great hope for the severe drug epidemic our world is currently addressing.

'Love Never Fails.' 1 Corinthians 13:8
My buddy for 40 years, Kelly Read and me on a beautiful fall day doing one of our favorite things: biking the 8.2 miles from the Abingdon, Va trailhead to Taylor’s Shelter at Alvaredo Station on The Holston River & The Virginia Creeper Trail.

Donny and I were making our five-hour annual October trek home from VA to GA yesterday in the torrential rain that Hurricane Nate left in his path. As we traveled, my mind wandered through the past couple of years, 945 days to be precise.

'The same boiling water that softens the potato hardens the egg. It's about what you're made of, not the circumstances.' Unknown

Back on March 7, 2015, our dear friends, The Read’s son, Taylor Heston Read, age 23 passed away. As the miles clicked by in Virginia, and soon Tennessee, a question kept coming to my heart and mind.

“How Does A Family Move Through A Life Loss Like This?”

While we have not lost a child, Donny and I have faced the passing of all of our birth parents. We have also gone through the home going of some precious friends and other family members. We all experience grief in one way or another as we journey through this thing called life. Grief is certain in each one of our lives.

Kelly and her daughter listen as Paul shares about Taylor, a son, brother, friend, nephew, grandson, who has been missed so much! Zach, Meg’s boyfriend stands with them.

Since we have been closely connected to The Reads during this season of grief, I have some reflections I feel compelled to share here.

'Example is not the main thing in influencing others. It's the only thing.' Dr. Albert Schweitzer, German Theologian, Organist, Philosopher, Physician, and Medical Missionary to Africa (1875-1964)

This family has intentionally focused on faith, family, and friends. They have purposefully played outdoors any chance they get, whether it is walking their four-legged companion, Player, biking on the Virginia Creeper Trail, or tilling and planting in Mom’s Garden behind their Abingdon, Virginia home.

Player is always game for a walk around the quaint community of Abingdon, Virginia.

Marrying just 48 days before us, in 1982, The Reads have maintained a strong marriage partnership. They have taken in good music to soothe their soul, and enjoyed yummy food from their Big Green Egg. They have made sure to welcome continual fellowship with family and friends. The Reads have stayed connected to their church family which nourishes each other during times of need. This decision was clear after Taylor’s passing when this song was chosen to be played as the family was ushered out following his Celebration of Life service.

The Reads have enjoyed many performances, whether at The Barter Theater or the incredible shows at The Biltmore Concert Series in Asheville, North Carolina.

Taylor’s Shelter is under construction Summer of 2015

Along with the help of friends, family, the community of Abingdon, Virginia and the Virginia Creeper Trail Club, this family has brought about a unique “shelter from the storm” alongside The Holston River which was dedicated in October 2015. Designed by Taylor’s talented sister, Megan Read, this is a picturesque spot all should visit at some point in the future.

Just outside The River Cafe in Alvaredo Station. They provided a gourmet picnic lunch for all of us!

Already, this shelter has brought rest and has been a refuge to many including bikers, kayakers, visitors to The River Cafe in Alvaredo Station. Taylor’s Shelter has even been a venue for a few weddings.

On October 7, 2017, the 3rd Annual Rails To River Ride For Taylor gather together, friends for 40 years, along with Kelly’s Mom, Peg and daughter, Megan.

As the miles clicked by and we grew closer to our home state of Georgia, the rain continued to splatter our windshield. Soon another song came on that brought The Read’s willful and purposeful choices to mind. They have ended their days by looking for hope in tomorrow.  By Jim Croce, this song Hey Tomorrow was first penned in 1972., and it starts like this:

“Hey tomorrow, where are you goin’? Do you have some room for me? ‘Cause night is fallen’ and the dawn is calling’. I’ll have a new day if she’ll have me.”

A few more favorite pictures from our day!

Mimi and Megan hang out after we all ride to Taylor’s Shelter.
The Womble’s Family vehicle is loaded with bikes!
Taylor Heston Read, a Life Well Lived

Lincoln, 2nd cousin of Taylor’s (by marriage) wears his homemade Rails To River t-shirt, made with LOVE by his MIMI!
Lincoln’s baby brother, Tucker takes in the day with his JimDad!
Here with our college buddy, Kay, Paul Read is always helping someone ready their bike for the trail ride.
'Taylor was honored and God was glorified.' Paul Read, in talking about the 3rd annual Ride for his son, Taylor on October 7, 2017

I have a couple of questions for you and for me today. How we will respond in our time of grief and hardship? Will we follow the example of this courageous family, looking up with hope in the future? I hope I will. 

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Thanksgiving In The Woods

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So we are just past Thanksgiving Day, November 26, 2015.

Let us have peace.” Ulysses Grant (1822-1885)

As you reflect on your holiday, perhaps your thoughts have begun to turn towards shopping on Black Friday, checking off a gift list for those you love, an upcoming football tailgate party, or like me, clinging to memories of those who have left us too soon, including our dear friends’ son, Taylor on March 7, 2015.   With lots of folks here, six dogs, and one cat, “Louis” from St. Louis, our Thanksgiving in the woods has been a peaceful time of friends, family, and lots of fellowship!

Two tunes keep coming back into my mind, the lyrics humming their messages straight to my heart…as I reflect on those who we have missed over this holiday, those who have gone on ahead of me, those who’ve been lost in tragedies across our globe and those I have had the blessing of sharing this special day with.

Worry is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do, but it doesn’t get you anywhere.” Anonymous

I am wishing for…and praying for more and more peace in our world. I believe many of you are hoping for the same thing.

Let There Be Peace On Earth and Let It Begin With Me        AND

Imagine All The People Living Life In Peace

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We now have a new great niece and nephew, Wynter and Roman!
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Scott and his Dad, Mike rose early to get our 15+ pound turkey on the green egg.
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Wynter and Mocha made good friends!
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Leah, Scott, & their friend, Caroline refinished our kitchen cabinets as a Thanksgiving gift.
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Walker and Jess, visiting from St. Louis took charge of the pies, using In A Southern Kitchen!
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Mama, with eight of her grands Spring 2006, following her last Thanksgiving with us.
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Mama, gone since 2006, but never forgotten…
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Mama’s Ideals!
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Scott’s Mom, Cindy enjoys Wynter as she dreams of the day she is a Grandma!
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Walk on Thanksgiving Morn!

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Jessica’s Parents AND Scott’s Parents joined us!
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My sis, “Lalea” loves on her new granddaughter.
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Aunt Laura and Leah visit.
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Rhys, “Poppy” hangs out with his new grandson.
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Our niece, Pamela, takes in a peaceful moment with her son, Roman.

After such a joyful, fun-filled, busy holiday, I knew that what I needed next was a few minutes of solitude.

never found a companion that was so companionable as solitude.” Henry David Thoreau

My Mama always said to be sure to give your body enough time to catch up with your soul!

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Just Gracie and me enjoying a walk in the woods!

Thanks for stopping by to share our

Thanksgiving In The Woods.

I hope your holiday was filled with fun and peace.

As you reflect on your Thanksgiving, you may enjoy seeing this acrostic and reading about our Thanksgiving 2014.

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