We enjoyed a wonderful family vacation. We rented a cabin for 10 days and didn’t do much but eat, sleep, play games and have fun. It was a very different schedule than the last two years have been. No Dr appointments, no therapy. Just relax and take it easy.

We enjoyed the hot tub.

We played games.

They went fishing.

I read quite a bit.

We had craft time.

We colored bow tie noodles with chalk paint and made butterflies and flowers out of them.

We enjoyed a camp fire and tried a new for us campfire food.

Ice cream cones stuffed with peanut butter, chocolate chips, nuts & marshmallows.

They were very yummy.

And through it all Jennie was never far from my mind. I know she would have loved it at the cabin as much as any of us, but she is enjoying heaven and I can’t help but think in some ways she was right there with us enjoying  it too. We just see though a glass darkly.

In one of the movies we watched, a lady who had just been diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis said, “We never know what life may throw at us, but I’ll be okay because God is my catcher.” And I just loved that thought of God catching me and holding me. But do I allow Him to “catch me”, to hold me or do I think I need to be strong, to hold up on my own? Do I choose to trust in His goodness even though my situation looks anything but good? Am I willing to “Be still and know that I am God”? At times it is so hard to trust, to believe, to just be held, but the times I do that are some of the sweetest, most beautiful moments this side of heaven.