It was quite an adventure spending the last 3 weeks on the road with the boys. They were really great troopers through all of the traveling. We had lots of early mornings and late nights, but we all survived. Although it was a great time, we missed Casey very much and were so happy to see him last night when we arrived at the airport. Hopefully after a few more full nights sleep in their own beds the boys will be well rested and ready to start school!
I wish I'd had the time and energy to blog while we were on the trip, but I didn't. That and not having my own computer with me. So, I'll just summarize our three weeks in a condensed version format. :>)
We spent the first few days with the McCarthy's in Granite Falls (about 1 hour north of Seattle). We took one day and went down to Mulkiteo to walk along the water and see the ferry boats. On Friday, we left for Spokane, a 6 hour drive east. The boys were great little travelers for that too. In Spokane we stayed with Casey's sister and family and had a great visit with them. The boys love Aunt Jeanie! They also love Maverick, cousin Heather's German Short-hair puppy. I confess, I might have fallen for the sweet guy too! My brother was married that weekend way up north, out in the country area of Spokane. It was good to see so many family members and some long time family friends. On Sunday we stopped by to visit the boy's great grandpa Gene McCarthy and had a nice visit with him.
Tuesday we headed back west to Wenatchee and stayed with some very dear friends for the next three days. Being in Wenatchee was good, but hard. So much has changed since we left just over a year ago. Lots of hurting friends and wounded relationships, but we know that healing is in progress and that was good to see. There are some people in that town that are the dearest to me in the whole world. It was good to see them and know that they are okay (with my very own eyes and ears). I look at Wenatchee and know that spiritual warfare is real and a powerful enemy against the beloved of God. The enemy may win a few battles, but he will never win the war! Our enemy is not flesh and blood...ever, even though flesh and blood is often an instrument of our greatest conflicts and hurts. I left Wenatchee that week weary and ready to leave.
Friday I headed to Ellensburg, my hometown. It was good to see my parents and spend some time with my mom. Saturday was maybe one of the greatest highs of the trip for me. A bunch of friends from college all came to town for a barbecue and we just got to visit and catch up a bit. It was such a blessing to see these long-time, faithful friends. We even got Casey on Skype and passed him around so everyone could say hi. Sweet. Sunday was a great day of worship and fellowship at Chestnut Street, my "home" church. It was fun to be together with the "old gang" on Sunday. Sunday night was a barbecue with my family and some aunts and uncles came over to visit. Monday we drove up to my aunt and uncles cabin and spent a few hours there.
Wednesday we went back to Wenatchee for a couple of more days to get in a few last visits with some very special people. Friday we headed back over the mountains to the McCarthy's home in Granite Falls. We had some very nice days with them before we headed home on Wednesday. It was good to spend a few days resting there. It was good to arrive home refreshed and not exhausted.
All in all it was a wonderful time. There were a few people we missed along the way, but we did the best we could.
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