“Your father has a proposal to share with you,” said my mother, sheepishly, one day last month when my parents, my wife and I met together in a coffee shop.
“We’d like to go camping with you,” said Dad.
He had given this considerable thought, obviously, and was going to look into renting a motor home. My wife suggested that it might be cheaper to rent a Kamping Kabin at a KOA campground.
After some research, the combination of available dates for us, my parents, and the various campgrounds I called left us with the opportunity to spend two nights at the KOA near Barrie, Ontario, where Mom and Dad would have a Kamping Kabin that was suitably air-conditioned. (It even had satellite TV, which borders on ‘glamping’!)
The accommodations were secondary, though, to the time spent together, which we all enjoyed most. My wife and I are used to camping in our little camper van with just the two of us, so sharing meals, conversations, and campfires with my parents was different, but reminiscent of my childhood, when we took our 16-foot Holiday trailer to all sorts of Ontario campgrounds, often with family or friends.
Those were fun times. We are all older now, and health concerns challenge my parents on a daily basis. Despite that, or maybe because of it, I was very touched that they wanted to participate in the camping ritual one more time. Rather than relive old memories, though, what we did was more important: we created new memories.
It’s never too late to create new memories with your loved ones. Those memories last a lifetime.
“Honour your father and mother. Then you will live a long, full life in the land the Lord your God is giving you” (Exodus 20.12, NLT).