So away we go....
For the first time in nine years my family (dad, mom, sister and I) are going on a real and true vacation. Last year Jenna and I went to Port Aransas for a few days and loved it. This year we were planning for the four of us to go to New York City for a Navy Submarine reunion for my dad, but plans changed. We were bummed. We got over it. We picked the beach instead. Now we're happy.
Dad and Jenna are planning to go deep sea fishing one day. Mom and I will go see the Southern Living Idea House and maybe go to the botanical gardens in Corpus Christi. We all definitely plan on spending ample time under the sun on the beach. And I will frolic (yes frolic!) in the ocean. Me and water? Total bff's. I might even get a tan. Or I might bathe in SPF 70 and keep telling myself pale is the new tan, pale is the new tan.
It has been a difficult week or two here lately. Why does all the crazy, sad, weird stuff all happen at once? One friend from church was attacked by a couple of large dogs and thrown into a ditch shattering her leg and breaking her wrist. She may never work again and will be in a wheelchair for at least three months. Another friend I know is getting a divorce after fighting for her marriage for the last several months. And from the world of facebook friends I learned of an old college classmate who fell out of the back of a pickup truck and was badly injured. One of my Aunt's cousins was in a horrible car accident. I could go on but I really don't want to depress you any longer. Needless to say it's been a week of prayer and burden bearing.
I'm ready for that vacation.
I'm a little sad that the condo my sister booked does not have internet access. So my appearances here might be a little scattered. But I am sure when I get back I will have lots of stories to tell and pictures to post. I know you can barely contain your excitement.
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