I have had some really good days but I am realizing now that today is the best day of my life. I realized that when I climbed to the top of Cove Mountain,sat on Hawk Rock and humbly removed my hat because I was home. I remember climbing up this trail over 30 years before with friends on a Sunday near Easter and looking over this same view. Now I reached it after walking from Georgia. The best day of my life is today. It always was and will be.
I walked with ease. Even the down hill felt good. I walked into town and was greeted by the vested gent with not a care in the world. I knew exactly what I would do, I’ll eat a hogie then I’ll eat ice cream at the Dairy Bar where Lori used to work. I remember driving up after soccer practice in the summer from Messiah College to surprise her. I remember walking into the jewelry shop on the square to buy our wedding bands, I remember meeting friends at the Pub, I remember running The Last Mile around streets of this old town and I remember home. I remember Aaron calling us after moving out and asking if he could come home. I cried that day as well. Then I handed him a paint brush and how hard he worked to get his life back on track. I remember Ali bringing home Jayden from the hospital for the first time. I remember Rob working for hours in the garage on his truck. I remember my sons laughing together and thinking it doesn’t get any better than this and I was right. As I walked through town I remember being John Leiter’s son in law. I remember belonging. Being with family and friends tonight brought me home, brought me to the best day of my life.