Tonight I want to "scrapbook" our 25th wedding anniversary vacation....
Although we talked about a trip for our upcoming August anniversary, we knew a summer trip would never be possible because of the increased warm weather demands on the farm. However, some very generous shareholders (milk customers) gave us free flights to anywhere in the U.S. for Christmas so it made a winter celebration an excellent alternative.
The older kids gave us their complete support, offering to take over all our responsibilities in our absence, and very cheerfully encouraged us to enjoy a relaxing get-away. This in itself was a priceless gift to see such selflessness and willingness to serve their parents in a way that would be very difficult for them. We are blessed beyond words by the young adults God has placed in our lives. What unspeakable joy they bring to our days!
Hoping we had covered all the important details, Meredith dropped us off at the airport in Raleigh, NC on Sunday, February 22nd. We flew first to a wonderful resort in Breckenridge, Colorado. The accommodations were perfect, allowing us ski in/ski out access and beautiful views of the snow covered resort.
We were resolved to eat inexpensively so many meals consisted of cheese and crackers or sandwiches. We had packed enough of Meredith's chocolate chip cookies to only ration one per person per day. We did learn however that every day around 4:30 pm the resort would put out some freshly baked cookies at the front desk to greet all the skiers as they returned from the slopes. In order to disguise our hidden motive, especially as Meredith's cookies disappeared earlier than the set guidelines, we would take turns thinking of unique questions to ask at the front desk in hopes of timing it just right to get lucky and grab a cookie. "What is the mailing address of this resort?" "What does the blinking 'message' light mean on our phone?" I suspect they had us figured out by the last day of our stay!
We enjoyed talking with all of the children often while at the resort and checked in on them frequently, asking how the milk deliveries were going, how the cows were doing, and if the vehicles were holding up well. In the first few days Elliott had to quickly learn how to replace a front headlight on the truck and had to call on the farm vet regarding one of the sick bull calf. Meredith later said he handled it all with such skill and maturity.
Challenged still, Timmy kept waiting for the avalanche bombing to stop so we could try the well researched expert slope once again. I remember him mumbling something about his rolling down that slope as a 17 year old and his desire to master it this time as an old man. Well, I'm happy to report that we did it! Cautiously, but none the less, victoriously we skied like bandits down that treacherous slope. Surely the generation-X onlookers wondered what all the hoopla was about when we found ourselves safely at the bottom!
We had so much fun skiing together and on Saturday, Feb 28th, we flew from Denver, CO to Los Angeles, CA to begin the second week of our anniversary celebration. We boarded the Norwegian Star headed to the Mexican Riviera for a 7 night cruise.
Our first stop was in Cabo San Lucas. The beach would have seemed beautiful, I'm sure, but this is where we decided to call and check on the kids back home. Meredith said they had almost a foot of snow overnight, the low temperatures were breaking records from 1925, and there was no electricity. Meredith's next words were, "Mama, can you hear me? Are you still there?" All I could do was cry! I could barely utter, "Are you cold?! Do you have food? I'm so sorry, Meredith!" I was a wreck. Meredith, in her very nurturing way immediately began to console me and assure me they were completely fine. She tried to comfort me by saying that when the power did come on for a small time, she was able to make lunch for everyone. No one was hungry, she assured me. She said the boys had the wood stove burning super hot so they were all toasty warm. She encouraged me to "have a good time and not worry about them one bit!" I wish I could say I quickly put it all in the Lord's hands and jumped in the sparkling surf for a dip, but I didn't. It took a while to process all my worries and I just sat with my head in my hands crying as the Mexican vendors combed the beach, so common in that area, begging tourists to buy their trinkets. Needless to say, I didn't need to convince them that I didn't want to shop.
The next stop was Mazatlan - another chance to get off the boat and call the kids. This time, everything seemed a bit better as the older kids were telling us their ingenious ways to manage the animals in the cold, deliver the milk, and take care of their many responsibilities. Tim and I just marveled at their creativity and determination.
Because Tim is so brilliant with geography, he always provides us with so much more than the standard foreign inland tour. No taxis for him, no sir! He's already studied this town on Google Earth and he knows where he wants to go. Since I love to get off the beaten path of tourism, Timmy navigates our way up and down streets where the locals look at us like we've surely lost our way. With his pretty good Spanish, he stops to ask a vendor what she's cooking. She gladly hands him a sample of cooked pig fat that he quickly gobbles up while I reluctantly nibble as so not to seem offensive to the vendor. It was in this town that we found some great hats for Sullivan and Harrison and Timmy really impressed me as he was double checking the Mexican's peso/U.S. dollar conversion during the transaction.
After lots of sun, lots of fun, and way too much food, we finally arrived home Sunday around 3am. I quietly went from bed to bed touching each child that I had missed so badly, and scooping up little Sheridan and putting her right in the bed between us. As I could barely fall asleep following the whirlwind of activities and events that surrounded the last 2 weeks, I couldn't help but praise the Lord over and over. He gave me such a good man for all these 25 years. God gave me these 6 wonderful treasures here on earth that I call children. I like the story God has written. If the last page were written today, I'd say, "It was a really, really good book. Thank You, Lord."