We have made many stops for gas so far. As I pump twenty
dollar bills into the tank, I marvel at myself for how brilliant I was by
getting the cargo thing on the top. It’s like I said to myself, “Self, this
vehicle is ginormous and the gas mileage is terrible. Is there something we
could do to make it worse?” God I’m a genius.
We got into Castle Rock, Colorado at about 12:30pm. My
sister-in-law, Kristin, her husband Noah, my niece Kayla, and my nephews Connor and Steven live there. It is great that we get spend some
time with them. After lunch, we headed out to Littleton,
Colorado, which is about 30 minutes away from Castle Rock. Ron and JoAnn, the parents of my best man at
my wedding, live there. They used to live right around the corner from my family when I lived in
Albuquerque, and I have known them for about 35 years. I spent almost as much
time at their house as I did my own. I probably owe them thousands of dollars for groceries...is there a statute of limitations for that kind of thing? Their daughter and her family were at the house,
too. We spent a couple of hours there, and it was wonderful to catch up with
them. We will be meeting up with their son Scott, my best man, when we pass through
Portland.
Ashley, Haley, Rita (Scott's sister,), Eric (Rita's husband), Katie (Eric&Rita's daughter), Ron (Scott's dad), Keith (Eric&Rita's son), me, JoAnn (Scott's mom), Sherri, Emily |
After we got back, we had some yummy lasagna that Kristin made for us.
When that settled, Haley, Kayla, and I decided to go on a run. Connor rode his bike alongside us. I haven’t been running in quite a
while, but the fear of getting dusted by a 12 and 15 year old (and subsequently
heckled by my 13 year old nephew) got me moving.
The weather was beautiful, and I spent some time not missing the Phoenix
heat. We ran three miles and I managed to keep up with them. I spent most of
the time running right next to Haley, and we had some great quality time
together. I feel so blessed to be getting this time with my family.
Beyond the sun, beyond the waves,
ReplyDeleteBeyond the mountains and ocean,
He rides the white horse like a king,
Down the winding memory lane..