While up in Seattle visiting Kelsey, we were entertained by a ride on the ferry. A big ferry. Big enough for several hundred cars. They have them all over the place up there and many people use them as if they were the subway in New York.
We pulled up all ready to get on and of course, we are Roderick's, and we were in the wrong line and had to turn around. As we made our "U" turn an elderly lady was with her daughter boarding the huge floating car lot. We had our windows down and she looked straight at us with laughing eyes and a smile that was nothing but genuine and said "Hey, I'm going on the Ferry!" We clapped and cheered her on and exclaimed that we too, were going on the ferry.
It is my hope and prayer that when I reach that age that I can be as thrilled about the simple things that life has to offer. Her daughter was just as excited to take her mom on that ferry. They continued boarding, hand in hand, as we searched for our line.
Note to girls. Take mom on a ferry someday when she is old, wearing a purple shawl and a red hat.
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