It turned out to be a lovely afternoon spent in Boulder. What a wonderful reality to have...to just be able to say "lets go somewhere beautiful" - and 30 minutes later be there.
We took the kids to a local park there where the mountains were the back drop....we were surrounded by hippies of all sorts and definitely "eco friendly" folks - I felt quite in my element. :) The babies (sad to say) got to swing for the first time and LOVED it. My little daredevil Tristan was all about climbing to the highest spot of everything he could find....and running for the lake at full speed with Brady and Trinity screaming in the background, afraid for his life.
It was so good to see the kids laugh and smile and feel "at home." For kids, I think parks generally are home....it's where they feel like they belong.....it's familiar.
We had a sub sandwhich for lunch and I did a little thrifting BECAUSE thrift stores are open here on Sundays .....praise be!
The rest of the day, even after we were home, went by really well. Sometimes you just need to see something beautiful, or get a change of scenery or spend some time in the sun to get a better handle on life. God is such and artist.
And not to leave here on a bad note...but I would appreciate prayers for my parents. My mom called me last night from Texas(she and my dad had just checked in to a hotel there on their way back to Mexico) and my dad, to make this short, went into cardiac arrest. He's doing better today after spending the night there at the hospital...but he's given us all quite the scare! If you could pray for answers and also for comfort for my mom as she's all alone there, in a strange town - with no familiar faces around her ....I can't imagine seeing your life partner in such a vulnerable state and all of the sudden...after an afternoon of jogging together and playing in the ocean!