A few weeks back I had the great pleasure of traveling with my amazing man to Hawaii. No kids, just us. That's right, this old widow has found love again and we had a phenomenal time. I can say without hesitation it's impossible to take a bad picture on Maui, it's breathtakingly beautiful at every turn and we will definitely return.
Like all good touristy-folk, we did the Road to Hana our second day on the island. BigG had done it as a kid with his family (car sickness and all) but didn't remember much. We soon discovered that (much like life) it's not about the destination but the journey.
So I was standing above the Seven Sacred Pools snapping away with my camera. We're talking mind-blowing beauty all around, I just couldn't get enough of it.
It had been raining most of the morning
but suddenly the clouds parted,
Yesterday was SweetPea's second day back in daycare preschool in a year and a half and guess who gets a phone call at work? That would be me. She had a fever of 101 and I needed to come get her. She perked up a bit last night after meds and rest but was a limp noodle this morning and scalding hot. After I dropped LittleBuddy off at school we headed straight for Urgent Care.
She barfed along the way.
A week ago I was beach side ...
Today we were staring at the walls of an exam room ...
I am so grateful I was home to tend to my baby girl... I would've been beside myself had I not been close by.
When the kids arrived LittleBuddy was in the first grade. How and why he didn't get held back was beyond me, the poor kid couldn't read or write. Naturally, he hated books and felt embarrassed to be so far behind his peers. Thanks to an amazing legion of awesome teachers, positive reinforcement and everyone pouring love over him, he is now at 3rd grade level .. right where he is supposed to be.
The little man that threw a tantrum over anything but picture books now devours words. In the grocery store the other day, I grabbed a chapter book for him (that's the big time, people). Not only was he completely engrossed **TAKE NOTE** he's also oblivious to the candy in the checkout line.
In the coming months we will be leaving our old life behind. It's bittersweet.. family and friends will be missed dearly as well as our beloved home. But it's time. Time for new beginnings, a different career and a clean slate. On the other side of this daunting move is an incredible man and a loving father (they are one in the same, might I add), his two amazing sons and wonderful new friends we have already made.
My little tribe is headed for a small, beautiful town (think Mayberry with an eclectic twist) that I loved from the moment we first visited. I never dreamed we would actually be pulling up stakes and eventually call it our own one day, but hey, life is funny like that. The kids are over the moon excited and I'm right there with them.
"...I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference..."
To be honest, I have had my fair share of these damn goodbyes and frankly, I'm no fan of them. Today it was to my sweet Cocoa, my spitfire min pin. At 17 years old her health has been in decline and it was time. Doing the right thing doesn't make it any easier, in fact, I've been a hot mess all day.
This morning I did what had to be done. Thank God my vet keeps loads of tissues handy.. a river of tears poured in the exam room. As the sedative started to kick in she snuggled me like the old days. Into my neck and relaxed like she did every night for the 6 years she was mine. I believe she knew and was saying her goodbyes. That made me cry harder. She was my shadow, my darling little girl.
We leave tomorrow for Hawaii. I should be packing and not sitting here purging writing (and possibly having a beer).. but I am. I just had to let you all know a wonderful little light is gone and remind everyone to love on your furbabies a little extra tonight. They don't stay nearly long enough.