In ONE perfect-weather day, we:
- Hiked Alum Cave Bluffs Trail (and found out - what a shock - I need to get in shape before attempting a 3 hour hike again!).
- Saw 65 deer, thousands of fireflies, and a black bear at Cades Cove Settlement.
- Watched what was left of the synchronous firefly show at Elkmont (they had peaked a week before, but it was still fun).
- Went stargazing at midnight.
All the while Libby-10 got reacquainted with Sherri's daughter Grace-11. They hadn't seen each other in person since they were 5 and 4, but they'd emailed and talked on the phone over the years. It could have been really bad (four days of not having anything in common) but what a pleasure to see them hit it off.
Libby and I had some much-needed time together. She's my middle child - not always part of the Big Kids and certainly much too mature (*smile*) to be a part of the Little Kids. I struggle with making time for her during these precious remaining moments of childhood, and this weekend was such a gift. Here we are on the plane.And Sherri and I talked. While she ground wheat, rolled oats, and baked bread (I just watched, slack-jawed, in utter and unabashed admiration) we talked about kids, modesty, motherhood, teens, schooling, church, husbands, and, of course, balancing it all. We didn't get much figured out (I'm hoping to blog about some of it later this week), but it felt good to talk in person, only the second time since she moved away from Texas almost 6 years ago.
Now that I'm back, my parents are visiting and my husband is out of town, so wouldn't you know, it's back to business as usual around here. But I'm encouraged and refreshed by my weekend away. Worth it all!
A friend loves at all times.