We haven’t had a family vacation (other than going out of town to visit family or attend a conference) in years. Years. Like, I think, almost 9 years now. That’s too long. Don’t worry, we do take day trips. So, when got the invite to go to San Antonio, Texas to watch my son-in-law graduate from Air Force basic training, we decided to turn it into a week vacation. Unfortunately, when you have kids with such an age span as we do, not all of them could go. Megan and Connor had to work so they stayed behind. Of course, since we were going to see her husband, Tara came up and rode with us. But I was really excited for Jared and Jeremiah to come along. They are the youngest kids and do not remember many vacations. Especially Jeremiah.
We rented a minivan and headed off. Let me just say, I was a little excited when I gave up my minivan and went back to a car. However….I’ve been missing my minivan lately and feel in love with the new Dodge Caravan we drove!! Anyway, if you follow me on Instagram, you were able to “follow” our trip.
We saw beautiful sunsets. Crossed llloooonnnnngggg bridges that made me very uneasy. Found some snakes at a rest stop. Ate amazing food in local favorites. Visited historical sites. Met new people. Climbed up a mountain. (Well, a very high elevation.) Ate more good food. Shopped a little. Went to our first Buc-ees. Got fudge at the largest Bass Pro Shops store.
And of course, the best part of the trip was visiting on Lackland Air Force Base and seeing our airman.
On our way back home, I learned that one of the sweetest families I know lost their son in a motorcycle accident. My heart is utterly broken for them. I spent a long time today reading sympathy cards to take to the funeral tomorrow. They all seem shallow. Words cannot express my sorrow for them. I can’t even begin to imagine their pain, and when I do, I literally find myself gasping for breath from the physical pain that such sorrow would cause. Cards, food, everything seems so inadequate. But I will pray for them. I do know that God is the only one that can provide peace and comfort during such a time.
Next week, I plan to clean. Get back in a routine. Wrap up everything to prepare for my oldest son’s soon coming graduation. I’m not emotionally ready for that at all!!!