We had tons of fun this weekend out in nature and though I tried to leave my phone put away for the most part, I couldn’t help taking advantage of the beautiful scenery (and the kids weren’t fighting or knocking each other out with mega blocks). So, yes, I snagged a few pictures 🙂
There we sat on the top of a cliff overlooking one of the amazing valleys around our place. The farmer’s cattle were down in the valley and off to the right was a large pond, the sound of nature all around us. The kids were amazed by it all but mostly by the size of the cow poop. It quickly became a game of who could find the biggest pile haha! As they were all scoping out the valley for any mule deer, the sun was setting and I thought… I could park a tent right here and live the rest of my days looking at this for the rest of my life. Then I thought how much I would regret that and miss the conveniences of life we are accustomed to. It was a wonderful dream while it lasted lol.
I used to live in a city and although I loved it while I was there, I really love living in this tiny village (which in all honesty seems too big at times) and could never go back to a large city. I took a drive through my old neighborhood where I
grew up , was raised , lived while I was ages 3-16 and it seemed so spacious and big while I was young. It felt claustrophobic and cluttered with large camper trailers and boats and too many vehicles and just not enough air. My sister-in-law lives in the house right across the street from my childhood home and while we were sitting there having our Thanksgiving lunch, I was staring right at the bedroom window I cried myself to sleep so many nights, the livingroom window that was always covered with thick, dark curtains that were rarely opened, the front steps that I cracked my head open on when I was small and playing outside. There were so many thoughts and memories that came rushing back and I thought WoW! I have grown so much since living there and look at this beautiful little family I have now that is nothing like the family I once belonged to.
And that’s what I am most thankful for this Thanksgiving. For the long road behind me, the random benches on the side of this road that I can rest on and enjoy the beauty around me before continuing on to the winding road ahead of me. The family in my past that taught me so much, my kids who are teaching me the most valuable lessons in life and the few people in my life that I feel I can trust.
Wherever you were this weekend, I truly hope you were in good company and felt blessed for all you have in life even if it’s not much. And know that even in those moments that we feel the most alone, there is always someone out there that has been touched by our presence or our words and they’re thinking of us right now.