One trip to Colorado, an unexpected drive home from Seattle (after my flight was canceled), a trip to Montana to visit Dimples, and now, I’m in Seattle with five of my kids. I nearly cried when I had to get in the car again on Wednesday. For a woman who loves to be home, this is downright painful.
The upside to every single trip is the wonderful people I get to be with, both in the car as we cross the miles, and when we arrive at our destinations.
Yesterday Bee had an appointment at Seattle Children’s with one of our favorite doctors. Then I stopped by the home of my dear friend, Jodie, where I dropped Bee off to spend the night. I wrapped up the evening at Kathleen’s, who fed me a great dinner and Cadbury mini eggs. This afternoon I’ll gather my children and drive to my sister’s where we’ll have dinner with my parents and our younger sister with her family. Then home tomorrow morning.
Who can complain about so many good things packed into just a few days? If only we could blink our eyes and be home again in a flash. I would be tempted to stay one more day, just to gather up my strength, but there is a very compelling reason to get in the car one more time.
When I drove home from Montana, Russ flew to Jackson, Wyoming for a conference. His time has been wonderful, and the scenery beautiful (as you can see above), but we’ve hardly seen each other the past few weeks. Without him, I feel like I’m drifting.
I am the kite and Russ stands firmly on the ground, holding my string. Without him I’m likely to be pulled in all directions by the wind.
Have a great Friday, friends. I’ll be back on Monday – I hope.
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