Weathering the Storm

Things have been kinda quiet around here the last week or so when it comes to adoption talk. I guess in a way we avoid talking about the process just to keep the emotions and hurt at bay. We do talk about our son everyday though. A lot of "when he gets home...." and "he will love this..." and "I can't wait for him to try...". He is a member of our family through and through. He is never far from our thoughts and he is constantly being loved deeply. 

On Fridays, the kids and I were trying out a new homeschool group called GRACE. They attend three classes each (creative writing, creative construction, drawing basics, swing dancing, science experiments, and t-shirt art class) and I help out with the 2 year olds in the nursery. It is a great group and I think we will all enjoy our days there. The kids are making friends and learning and I get to love on some littles. Win-win. So while there last week, I get a text from my hubby asking if I'd be okay if we took the kids to grandmas and snuck off for the weekend. Seriously? He even had to ask? I've only been begging for that since Christmas! After trying to express my biggest "YES" possible through text, he told me to have my bags packed and be ready to leave by 4. You got it! So we headed north to drop the kids off and then further north for our final destination. The mountains. Sigh. I love the mountains. :) 

After arriving late, sleeping in and enjoying a leisurely breakfast, we decided to stroll down "Old Town" Albuquerque and just be together. We looked at art, jewelry, and Indian artifacts for two hours before deciding to grab some lunch and head to our next adventure. I had seen a brochure for a Tram ride up to the top of Sandia Peak and wanted to check it out. It was glorious! I was a little nervous at first because you start thinking about being thousands of feet above the ground and how bad it was going to hurt if the tram car decided to fall but I quickly got distracted by God's amazing creation and the beauty He creates for His children to enjoy. 

About half way up the 8000 ft. journey

See that little tram car? That was our transportation! Just a speck in the vastness of mountainous glory!

Trying our hand at a "selfie" Lol. Wasn't too bad for a couple of old lovebirds

At the top of the mountain looking back down the trail we had taken. It was cloudy and cool at the top. About 60 degrees cool! A far cry from the 100 degree days we've been having at home. 

Looking at the backside of the mountain where there are a few ski trails and another breathtaking view. A couple had just gotten married up there and I enjoyed watching them as they went through all the fun "after" pictures. 

After soaking up the cool mountain air, we headed back down so Jerod could try his hand at black jack at the casino. I am not much of a card player and I really stink at slots so I just enjoy watching him loose money and then re-earn it only to lose it again. Add in a delicious dinner and watching college football back in our hotel room and the weekend was a perfect success. 

Thank you sweet man for planning a much needed trip for this tired momma. I thoroughly enjoyed catching up on some sleep and face time with my honey. I love you to the moon and back! 

So now we're back home taking it day by day with football, ballet and other fun activities scattered throughout. Although I feel refreshed, I catch myself falling into the easy trap of letting the emotions sneak up and overtake me when things don't go quite right. Even something as simple as a little scheduling conflict can send me over the edge into a sloppy mess if I let it. I want to feel the journey but I don't want to miss out on life. We're still praying for a miracle!