This post is brought to you from our hotel room in Meridian, Idaho, as we make our way to beautiful Utah.
This morning we left a little later than we would’ve liked, but both of us were very tired and had a tough time getting up early. I am very thankful that our prayers were answered in that we had a very easy drive across Oregon and into Idaho.
Last year, with only 100 miles left on this leg of the trip, we encountered wildfires. The consequence was an additional 4-5 hours of driving to go around them. We hobbled into the hotel at about 10pm. That memory is still very fresh in our minds, which made us extra grateful for the ease of today’s travel. Hopefully, tomorrow is the same.
Music, conversation, and laughter carried us through the day. (Along with Chex Mix, water, and gum.) Our driving was sponsored by the stylings of Michael Buble, Bette Midler, the Bee Gees, BJ Thomas, Amy Grant, and a mix from our wedding reception. The time flew!
The picture above? Up on the hill is the Vista House, which we were able to visit last year. It’s view is amazing. We saw everything in this photo.
Sometimes our habits change without us noticing. When we do notice, well…this is what recently happened to me:
It’s no secret that I love to read. I can become completely absorbed by a captivating story. It’s also no secret that I have been known to start a book and then abandon it. If it doesn’t hold my interest, I move on to something else. (Thank goodness for free online libraries that make this possible.) I gravitate towards the obscure rather than the popular, but I give popular authors and “books-of-the-moment” a try once in a while. It’s fun to be happily surprised.
Lately, though, I haven’t committed to any book. I was reading The Night Circus, which I still intend to finish, and stopped reading halfway through the story. And it’s a very unique story. Without a book to turn to, there is a part of me that feels a little lost, but why did I keep leaving books behind? Was it bad luck in choosing? Or something else?
While looking for reading glasses with my husband–for my husband–I inadvertently tried on a pair. Nothing too strong, just a 1.00, and suddenly more than just my vision was clearer.
I could almost see the thought bubble above me with “Ooohhhhh…” inside it.
One month later, there are three pairs of reading glasses strategically placed around the house–by the bed, next to my computer, and in my purse. Trust me, they all get used.
There’s a reason why “clarity” is on my list of favorite things.
What a perfect way to begin my blog in its new location!
Yesterday my husband, Eric, and I celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary. Because of his work schedule, we didn’t even get to see each other until the evening of what turned out to be a very busy day.
Eric arrived home with a beautiful bouquet of red roses and thanked me for the best six years of his life–proof that the best gifts do not have to be grand.
I love my husband dearly. I am constantly amazed at the strange and wonderful way we were brought together across 2 states and 1000 miles. I thank Heavenly Father daily for giving me the faith and courage to act on the feeling that this sweet man–who started out as a friend–was the person I was meant to marry.