It had been weeks, WEEKS, since we had been on the boat. And it was calling our names. There had been a lot of rain in the forecast and often times it would miss our house completely while down pouring just a little ways away. This particular day the forecast was 60% chance of afternoon rains but we thought we would chance it and go for a sail. As we boarded the boat the clouds were becoming more dark and billowy and coming closer and closer. We both looked at each other and said, we can go quickly and hopefully it will move in a different direction. You know when you do something against your better judgement. That was us. We even told our friends our exact route and when we hoped to be back just for safe measure.
We set out for a few hour sail. When we got 30 minutes out, we realized the clouds were moving faster and there was 1) no way to outrun it and 2) no way we would make it to a dry destination. So we tried to head back. The downpour came as did the lightening, and very loud thunder. The storm was directly overhead. And there was no way to see to get back. So Rad manned the boat (which basically meant keeping it off land) and I entertained the kids in the steamy cabin. It took us 2 hours to get back to the dock. God definitely protected us. Later we heard there was a water tornado and hail where we were headed. After we left the marina to head home there was another bad storm that let loose a boat off the marina.
We always learn lessons on the boat. Sometimes they are harder than others. Undocking from the marina always makes me extra nervous. You are working against strong currents, moving tides and sometimes really strong winds. You have to know how the boat will move without it slamming into another vessel or dock. (Not that we have ever done that….just saying). Luckily the weather was incredible Saturday and Sunday so we sailed both days and let the kids frolic at a beach and fish from the boat. Lucky for us the boat could be close to shore one of those days so Rad could scrape the barnacles and slime that had started to grow on the bottom. Slowly we are getting to know the people who’s lives mostly live at the marina. It is a whole other life on the water. Hoping these memories are being etched into the deep parts of my kids hearts.
(We had some long time friends come for a quick visit Friday and we ended up at the beach.)
After the mountains we had the opportunity to share some special time with Nana as well as my Sister and her family.
Mcree LOVES animals and was especially fond of the cats at both houses. He thought Nana had a dog too but was sad to learn that the matted dog was in fact a stuffed animal rescued from Nana’s house in hurricane Katrina. The boys also learned the fine art of swiffering from the pro. It was great to be able to spend time with Nana.
We also got to spend some fun cousin time. We went to the Zoo on free passes from the Library which is always awesome. It was fun to be together despite the way too hot weather. With all the little personalities it was hard to get a photo of them all looking and smiling. And as you can see Mcree was combing Mabry’s hat with a goat brush. I always love seeing how much the cousins have grown and how their personalities emerge.
We hope to be back soon to hang out again!
It’s been awhile since I have sat down to process our days. Life got moving a bit too fast and I haven’t been able to catch up. Last week we made a fun trek to the most Northern Part of Georgia to stay in our friends mountain cabin with her and a few moms and their kids and one brave single girl. It was fun, and loud, and crazy, and oh so adventurous. There was hiking, and jaws dropping at beautiful waterfalls, and sweet friendships being grown. I had no internet connection or phone for several days and it was so freeing to be that unplugged. It was a little hard to come back to real life and I think I am still longing for mountain air and the big rolling scenery.
How do you say goodbye to someone you may not see again on this side of heaven? I want to hope that I have many years left with my Pop Pop but truth is he knows his time on this earth is limited. He longs to be with my grandma in heaven. And I can’t blame him. I had the amazing chance to spend precious minutes and hours and days with my Pop Pop. My mom brought him for a visit and I was so very thankful to have moments and memories for me and my kids to remember. He loves the Lord and longs for those around him to know Him too. I could sit for hours and listen to him pray. The words out of his heart are meaningful, and pleading, and so very gracious. No doubt he has made a huge mark on this world. He is 90 years old now and needs lots of assistance. My mom so sweetly cared for all of his needs while he was here. I was in awe at her heart toward him. What a huge blessing to have them both here.
I love the weekends. Especially when we get an extra day with Rad. The first photo is how I feel when the weekends are over. And just in case you wondered how I always get photos of the kids looking at the camera smiling…..those are rare moments and these below are real life behind the camera.
She may not be able to speak, but she sure will find a way to tell you what she wants. And if you don’t understand then she will just help herself.
This first photo depicts how I felt at the end of yesterday. We got to the beach at 8:30am and didn’t step into the house until 4:00pm. We were all spent. As much as I long for the beach, at the same time the work to get there and back exhausts me. The boys wanted to explore every nook of every tide pool and Mabry wanted to be carried here and there. And then after several boogie board face plants, Mcree was just done at the end of the day. Because he would have sobbed every step back to the car I put him on the beach cart, and with one bump he was catapulted off. I felt bad that he fell so I carried him on my back, while carrying Mabry on my front. Gress pulled the cart and we must have looked like quite the scene. A sweet couple came up to me and said they saw all my difficulties (including me loosing Mcree off the cart) and they offered to help. Little did they know this is my daily life of shlepping but really I should have taken them up on it. The beach was fun and at the same time oh so tiring.
Earlier this week we also snuck in a dinner date with our sweet friends Abbie and Micah and their 2 cute kids. Our conversations are always encouraging. We also made it to the Sand Gnats game with some friends. The boys love going and it was a gorgeous night to be at the ball field.