My husband
grew up in Michigan .
It’s where we got married. (by a judge with the initials CAR in the Motor City) Back during our courtship my husband took me everywhere he had ever been,
exploring all his old haunts throughout the state. I fell in love with the sandy beaches, the urban
flavor of the cities. It was our playground. So... Michigan is special to both of us. But we let it go. When he
moved away he left a piece of himself there and so did I. We used to reclaim it
whenever we went to visit his family. But… they have long since passed, except for a brother... and our trips
back there became few and far between. When we did go back… first stop was always
the cemetery, a drive past the old house and little else. Depressing right? A
few years ago… a part-time consulting position gave my husband more than a
little access to Michigan
again. At first… I would travel with
him. But then it got tiresome. I was stuck there all week while he was tied up
in meetings and work. Money was limited. We had one set of wheels. So taxi’s or
Uber were out of the question. I just
sat in the motel watching TV or taking photographs in the lobby and parking lot. It got BORING. So I stopped coming with him on these
business excursions... especially since he was too tired to do anything else, after he got back
from the office. It became obvious, my husband and I have been taking life for granted. So I threw down the gauntlet. It’s time to start living again. He was working himself into an early grave and so was I back
here. I knew I needed to recharge my
batteries and felt he needed to do the same. I suggested we go someplace for a few days to relax and unwind. Just a quick getaway. No technology. Someplace neither of us had been before. So the job, our health problems… and the past
with it’s baggage, could take a backseat for a while… and we could just 'live in
the moment'. The PRESENT. I insisted we pinpoint a location, asap. He showed me his
hand, asked where (it’s a Michigander thing, the hand) and we got to talking. He
hemmed and hawed... no matter where I suggested. Then… something happened. We heard a
commercial for PURE Michigan .
It sealed the deal. The words sang to me. To him. (best promotional campaign we had ever heard) I got on YouTube and we listened
to every ad they had up. The writing captures your imagination and Tim Allen’s
voice brings it alive. It said what we needed to hear. Michigan
is WHERE we needed to be. If you’ve never been there. Stop what you’re doing and LISTEN to these three short video ads below. Let Michigan
bring you to that place that is MISSING in your life. Let it embrace you in all
it’s wonderment. Let it remind you who you are deep down inside. And NEVER let
it go. PURE Michigan isn't just about them. It's about US, all of us.
