The autumn air breezes across my outstretched hand. It bounces and flies out the car window like a kite. For a brief moment, I feel young and carefree again. My eyes alternate between the road and soaking in the colorful view God has created. This. This is my respite. A long and winding road, in autumn, leading me home. Does it matter the ride was too bring home the groceries? Nope. God knows I needed this.