Alone but not lonely!
|One of my favorite roses - after the rain.|
My reverend is busy working at home and I've ventured on my own to our place in the Okanagan. There is always more than enough yard work to do and our sporadic weekend trips during the year are hardly adequate. The drive from the coast takes just under four hours and the scenery along the way is magnificent. Driving, rather than being the passenger is a bit of an adjustment, but taking the convertible makes the ride quite enjoyable. Last week my mom and I made the trip together. We visited my son (the middle) and had quite a pleasant five days. Mom and I typically last about five minutes before fighting, but this time we made it all the way from Monday to Friday before our meltdown. Sheesh - you'd think this mother/daughter thing would get easier. I hope it's because we're so different that we fight - I mean disagree. It beats the alternative of me being my mother.
|Breakfast; bacon, eggs and toast, in the shade under the walnut tree.|
We had some fun and delicious meals, did some awesome weed pulling, and even fit in a soccer game. My middle plays in a men's league and hands down is the best on the team. I got to spend some time with my daughter in law to be and was thrilled that the middle's fiance gets on so well with Grandma (GG, Irmgard - take your pick). Throw in a trip to McDonald's with my daughter in law and grandkids and it made for a happy mini holiday.
This trip I'm on my own. There are many friends to visit but that can wait until tomorrow. Tonight is me, my wine, a book, and the TV in the background. It's rained almost all day and the smell of fresh rain is intoxicating. (or maybe that's the wine).
As usual I have a list that far outreaches the time I'll be here. But my dear reverend reminds me I'm here to recharge; to reconnect with peace; to slow down the pace. I love that whatever gets done pleases him and whatever is left will be done by him.
These are the times I rehearse the good in life. These are the times I dream BIG. These are the times I write speeches in my mind, books in my head, and brilliantly develop the ultimate plan for: WORLD PEACE!
It usually takes a week or two to morph into summer vacation mode. But once I do, it is bliss.
Are you on holidays? At what point do you relax and enjoy?