I am smack dab in the middle of summer, three kids, one dog, a husband, and me. It is a recipe for great joy and incredible frustation. I must manage my expectations of myself, and our family so that I don't get us all into trouble.
The past two-and-a-half weeks have been spent at our double wide in Gunnison. We purchased the place back in the fall, and this is my first time in this part of our state in the summer. One word...Magical. It is a fabulous plot of land on the Gunnison River, just north of town. I love it here, so much that I keep extending our stay. What started as 10 days will be a month when all is said and done. I am a fortunate soul, that I have the time and flexibility, plus the resources to do this. Eric has been commuting back and forth, while I'm here with the kids. We have had many family members, so this is my third day single parenting it.
It's an interesting thing, to be here, without the "pressures" or distractions of life. I love my pressures and distractions..I have a great life in Longmont, but here it's different. It's small town living. There's a simplicity I've never known before. We are active, but restful at the same time. It's interesting.
I have the sense that God has hung a "Road Closed: Under Construction" sign around my neck. I am just resting. When my brain starts to wander, and I start to listen to The Voices, I come back to peace. It's a neat place to be. I'm seeking him each morning in the enclosed porch of my double wide, on the 1965 recliner, with my coffee and the birds. He is here, He is in me, He is speaking and I am listening.
