Oh boy, I have so much I want to say here on this blog. So many thoughts to share and so much to document. In all this business trying to freeze time sometimes I freeze myself and become paralyzed with so many pictures to sort and things I want to share. I just switched over to this thing called MarsEdit when I post pictures (Blogger condenses pictures all funky and it’s bugging me how blurry they can look), so I switched over and just started getting in my groove with them and now that platform isn’t working with Blogger anymore so I’m back to square one.
Which slows me down more.
Which slows me down more.
If anyone has switched a blog over from Blogger to WordPress let me know your thoughts, because I’m thinking maybe it’s time…
The last couple weeks have been filled with Spring Break and also a quick trip to Utah to see Max’s last home games and now I’m back to try to get some semblance of order around here…and to fill up our empty fridge and cabinets.
For Spring Break we went to Mexico with Dave’s business partners (his brother and brother-in-law) and their families. It’s been ten years since they sold the first business they started and moved on to the next ventures and we’ve been trying to get our families together for something like this for a long time. Our kids thought they died and went to Heaven with those cousins they love so much. Lucy didn’t have anyone her age, and although this caused a small amount of angst, I loved listening to her happily telling Elle all about the trip on FaceTime en route home, all glowing and happy. We had thought about leaving her at home…sometimes things like this get tricky with a girl losing her vision. But she did pretty great under the circumstances and whipped us all into as many card games as possible so it was a win/win in her opinion 🙂
For today I’m just sharing a journal entry from last week while I try to work on pictures on the side. Because I have a lot of them! (As usual.) This was my favorite day of our trip:
Our whole group was certified to scuba dive by the end of this day, kids and adults who were scared to death to begin with included. We took the ferry over to Cozumel to meet our scuba guy and we were off to a bad start since everyone got pretty seasick en route. Grace was having some bad stomach cramps and we were crossing our fingers this could still go smoothly. But we made it, and I hope I will always remember sinking down into that vividly clear blue with so many people I love, bubbles floating up. Swimming through little caves lined with towers of so much beauty, huge corral fans waving at us and those huge trumpet things protruding out to us, fish that take your breath away with their unique designs. I bet the art of creating that fascinating underwater world was pretty fun for God. We had two of my favorite-ever dives, saw so much including a giant eel as well as a lobster as long as my leg, but my favorite part was rolling on to my back and looking up at all those brave people in newfound awe of all that under water glory.
Grace and I were scuba buddies and were the last ones to come up on that last dive, not wanting it to end. I took a few extra seconds to take in the beauty of the sunny water surface above me before we both surfaced and let out a giant cheer joined by everyone already on the boat. I wished I could have hoisted Dave on my shoulders for working this scuba certification out, because that sense of accomplishment and triumph in all those faces that greeted us on the boat was priceless to me. I was so proud of Lucy for just hanging there on the boat trying to sleep while we were diving, no complaining. And Grace and Claire were so full of thanks for everything all night, their eyes glowing with that big thing they were able to do.
We said our goodbyes to our awesome scuba guy as the shadows stretched to elongate all the boat masts in the dock and the sky turned pink around us, and we caught taxis back to the ferry. There was extra traffic right at the marina so we had to get out and RUN to catch that ferry, all of us including Lucy just flying to make it in time, Lu with one shoe off and one shoe on, determined to get there so we could have enough time to play scum back at the hotel for our last night. We all made it, breathless and huffing and puffing with big smiles on our faces literally with only seconds before they pulled in the boarding planks and we talked on that bumpy ride back to Cancun with the sunset sky taking my breath away.
It was a good day. More soon!