Beautiful Visit Terrible Stay
Stay For A Visit
A boy once compared me to the state of Alaska.
And not for the reason you may think.
He said I was a "beautiful place to visit, but a terrible place to stay."
Meaning that I am no more than a three star hotel that will do for the night.
I am no more than a stepping stone to get across the pond.
I am no more than a rental car to get from Point A to Point B.
I am nothing more than temporary.
That is all I could ever be viewed as.
But I view people as the motto "leave it better than you found it."
I will throw your worry in the washer and dryer and fold it into hope before I put it into your closet.
I will wash the anger from your dishes and leave your newfound joy to dry on the rack.
I will sweep up all of your fear with a trail of nothing but trust left behind.
I will dust away any doubt you have and place euphoria on your mantel.
I will fill your car with elation as fuel for your next journey.
And when you are ready to leave, I will help you pack your bags with genuine gratefulness for the time we spent together.
Because that is all someone so temporary can do.
I will be the hotel, the stepping stone, and the rental car.
And you will have enjoyed your visit, but never enough to stay.