Our time in Damascus, Virginia was amazing. Having our own personal tour guide meant that we were able to see so much more than we would have otherwise. It seems that all too often a town’s true treasures remain unseen, only to be revealed by those who call the area home. The small village full of history that keeps to itself, far off the beaten path. The snowy view from the top of a mountain. The little store that carries everything from canned chicken to ax handles. Train stations that remind us of how things used to be.
Places we might not even have noticed, time we wouldn’t have spent, had we been there by ourselves.
The fact that we were able to spend time with a dear friend made our time there even better. After three days, I still wasn’t ready to leave. There was still more to see and I wasn’t ready to say good-bye to someone who has become so very special to me.
Perhaps I never would have been ready…