This photo was taken at a Big Cedar Wilderness Club near Branson, Missouri. It represents how I feel right now, after being away from blogging for two months to deal with the business of life that just takes over once in a while.
Late in the summer, after four months of fun and frolic, I had a couple of hurdles thrown my way in the form of unexpected surgery, big bills, and the loss of a friend and family member. I felt a little bit like I was under water, or as in the photo, on a path that was more reflective than the usual day to day adventures with three kids, five pets, and 17 loads of laundry.
At first it was distressing, but one of the advantages of becoming more *ahem* mature, is that you learn that life is not linear, and that paths we hadn’t wanted or planned for can be rewarding in their own way. Thank you to everyone who asked about me, stayed in touch with me, or just plain thought of me. I’m back now, and ready to talk about duck tours, zip lining, and how to resist wringing your kids’ necks on 18 hour road trips.
Because let’s face it, talking about touring cities in WWII amphibious landing vehicles while quacking at locals just never gets old:)