I picked the wrong year to start a blog, run a half marathon and read through the Bible. It has been a record year for craziness.
A few days ago we arrived in Virginia to stay with my parents for about two months. I am getting good at this.
And believe it or not, in two days we are loading up the car and making a 12 hour trip to Maine. (Did I mention I have two kids under two?) And then, in another two weeks, I will be heading the opposite direction for a 10 hour drive to Atlanta. Then back up to North Carolina for a few days and on to Virginia for the remainder of September, until we fly back to California on the 29th.
I don’t know how I’m going to do this. Or more accurately, how my kids are going to do this. They may not sleep well for a year once we’re done.
Why all the traveling? Most of it is good stuff…visiting family, friends, vacation. Some of it is GREAT stuff. My husband was selected to be the owner/operator of a Chick-fil-A in Northern California! I’m sorry I haven’t told you yet. 😦 He will be heading to Atlanta for about five weeks for training, and then when he’s done we’ll take a short vacation and pack up to head West for good.
Some of it is also bad stuff. My grandmother in Maine is dying. I haven’t seen her in a year and a half. In fact, she is doing so poorly that I’m not sure if she will still be with us by the time we get there on Friday. Even if I do get to see her, I don’t know how responsive she will be.
I’m not sure how to feel about it. Sad, of course. But I’ve also known that this day has been coming for a little while. She has lived a good life. Eighty-six years, I think. She is ready to be in heaven. She is ready to be united with her Creator and her husband, who went there twelve years ago. Every day she stares at his picture directly across from her bed. She doesn’t want anything to block her view of it, not even flowers sent from loved ones.
Death is so weird. It’s a reality that is one of the only certainties in life. We will ALL die. Yet, we are so unacquainted with death. So far this summer, two people I know have died, and that is unusual. A few weeks ago, a family friend lost her 38 year old daughter to melanoma. And in June, I learned that my cousin, 29, drowned in a freak fishing accident in Alaska. His death shook up my world a bit. I wasn’t very close to him as he lived in Alaska and I had never been there. But, it was so shocking. There was no reason for him to die. No cancer, no old age, no disease. One moment he was perfectly healthy, breathing, and then the next he was gone. So strange.
Now it appears my grandma will soon be joining them.
And then there’s me trying to train for a half marathon, read my Bible every day, and sort of keep up with a blog I started nine months ago. Is this just me, or is this just life? Everything happens all at once. Thankfully, it’s mostly good. It is just a wonderful, challenging, adventurous, exciting season of our lives. So I will try and enjoy it. The memories of my grandma, the time with family, the shin splints, the humidity, the living with family, the pool, the car trips, the pack n’ plays, the living out of suitcases, the plane rides, the hugs. It’s all worth it. Whether I have fifty-six more years or not, it’s my life, it’s great, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
7 thoughts on “Marathons, Road Trips, and Funerals”
Wow, this is a heavy post. To see your cousin’s face and know he is no longer on this earth with us is a somber reminder of God’s timing. And to think of your Grandmother’s long life, waiting to reunite with her loves…
Best wishes to you as you take your family across country.
I know. God’s timing and God’s plan, not ours. I wanted to write about my cousin’s death, but I didn’t know what to say or how to write about it…but this just came as I tried to explain my long absence. Anyway, there is a lot going on, but with God we will make it through! Hope all is well with you!
To say you have a lot going on would be an understatement. I am so very sorry about your grandmother. I certainly hope you can spend some time with her before she passes. I was there when my grandmother died (I was pregnant with my son at the time) and so thankful I had that time with her. I wish you peace and rest and a stress-free road trip. I’ve been on a few long trips (one was to NC with my baby girl and my 4 year old son) and they actually went very well. Take care of yourself and enjoy your family.
Thank you. I hope we get a little time with her too…even if it’s just to see her and touch her hand. Anyway, sometimes there is just a lot going on! And thanks for the wishes on the road trip. I think it will go okay. I am going to stop halfway at my sis in law’s in Conn, so that will be nice..to see them and to break up the trip! Wow–NC must have been a really long trip for you!! It’s encouraging to know yours went well…maybe mine will too!
so sorry about your grandma, and your cousin. Keep blogging, keep training and keep on reading that bible – it may seem tiresome or selfish to do these things during grief and stress, but actually, it will keep you balanced. Hoping better times are ahead for you.
You are not alone,Bethany, God is rite there wit you. Sorry for the losses,God will comfort you
I’m so sorry to hear about your grandma, but it is absolutely thrilling to think of her being reunited with her husband and Jesus in heaven!!