Sometimes

Sometimes you just bite your tongue while eating ice cream.  Sometimes you are just really tired so you cry a little easier. Sometimes the ice cream fixes your tongue and it just stops bleeding.  True stories.

Did you miss me?  I've missed blogging.  I've been gone for awhile.  We've been busy camping, traveling, grieving, celebrating, laughing and bonding as a family.  Gary hasn't been to his paid job for two weeks.  He's been working hard though.

I have many adventures to share, perhaps I'll even be able to post them.  While we were camping this past week I'd compose blog entries in my head.  I'm hoping that I can remember some of them because I know they were really good.  I even had someone stop me mid story and say, "Wait. . . I'll just read about it on your blog."  Pressure to remember and record!

I do remember that we had an amazing week and stayed hydrated.  I do remember that my bed is one of the best places on earth and I'm excited to visit again tonight.  I do remember how to drive though I've done so very little of it recently.  I do remember that God blesses in different ways than I might expect.  I remember 20 years ago working at the same place where we just returned from: there were memories on every corner. Mostly, I hope I never forget how much I loved watching my kids, swimming with my kids, laughing with my kids, feeding my kids, and just being present with them for a whole week with little else to distract me.

Oh. . . and one more things.  Ice cream fixes tons of problems (we won't discuss the ones it creates--visiting the scale tomorrow morning!).  Yikes!