I’ve rarely even thought about this blog lately. Every once in a while it’ll cross my mind that I should post something but then, just as quickly, that thought will leave my mind and be replaced by something else. Like, how many nights in a row can I get away with making sandwiches for dinner before Rabbit notices that I’m not really making dinner?
Speaking of Rabbit, he’s now Bambi. I hate it and I refuse to call him that and I’ll have to write about it sometime because at least the story is interesting.
Did I mention that we took a trip across the country for two weeks in March and April? No, I didn’t, so I will now.
Rabbit’s mom passed away unexpectedly on my 40th birthday.
Oh yeah, I turned 40 in March.
Anyway, her situation is a long story so I will just say that she was a wonderful mother-in-law who opened up her heart and home to this girl whom she had never met who married her son after knowing him for just 6 weeks. She spent a great many years putting her heart and soul into caring for people and I never heard her speak a negative word about anybody. She just loved her family and wanted good for us. One Thanksgiving she taught me, against my will, to peel potatoes. I remember it fondly and will always be thankful for the time she put in teaching me the little things that I needed to know to be a good wife and mom. I’m sure I had plenty of chances, but I never told her how thankful I was for her. That is sad.
We had made the decision right away to make the most out of the trip and most of the time everything seemed fine and we were just on a family vacation. But there were those solemn, quiet moments where we suddenly remembered why we were traveling 2500 miles from Florida to Washington State.
Many parts of it were heart wrenching.
And still, there was so much joy.
We visited with our friends Carrie and John in Montana and, sidenote: Carrie, WHY DIDN’T WE TAKE ANY PICTURES? This is the second visit with you guys where we forgot to take a photo. Something is very wrong with us.
Then we played in snow.
We visited with so much family.
And I got to see my best good friend, Mama Squirrel, who I haven’t seen in way too many years. Our families are two peas in a pod and it was such a great thing to see her and all her babies.
We also stopped by Craters of the Moon and the Grand Canyon but I’ll save those things for another post so I don’t run out of blog ideas too quickly.
There really is so much more to say. These last few months have been quite crazy for us – crazier than normal, even. There has been a lot of pain. A lot of sorrow. But there has also been so much happiness and so many great memories created. I hope it will motivate me to keep writing this time.