...must come to an end."
This English Proverb dates back to 1374--Geoffrey Chaucer (You know...the Canterbury Tales guy. I can still hear Sarah Thompson saying these memorized tales over and over thanks to her high school English teacher). Although it's well-known, and said frequently, I'm not sure how I feel about the saying. I think you just have to listen for the hint of sarcasm involved or...maybe people just say it when they can't think of anything else to say. I've been guilty of both.
Colorado is a good thing. A very good thing.
But...one month from today...it's coming to an end as we arrive back in Birmingham.
Plans are being made. Moving truck is booked. Packing begins this weekend.
And we're bummed.
What a year. I could talk for hours about the things we've seen, done, and learned.
But if there is one lesson I learned early on in this adventure...it is this...
Life is life, no matter where you live it.
Marc and I have made Colorado Springs our home. We feel like we have built it from the ground up, so leaving something that we've invested in together is going to be hard. We have a community here. People we love. And they love us back. We worship with them, serve with them, play with them, and many times...eat with them. :) They are not only our friends but have become our family so far from home. And we're grateful for each of them.
So this good season in life is coming to an end, but as we look south, we know there are good things waiting for us there too. God is gracious to give us seasons in life...some are better than others, but this season has been one to remember.
Even though our geographical location will change, I believe our life will continue to be...well...life. We love Jesus. We love each other. We love our family. We love our friends. And goodness knows...we love our college football. Our life is good. And we pray everyday that we are living it well...be it here of there. Colorado Springs or Birmingham. We will continue this journey together and be thankful.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Downhill...
I'm back...sorry about the break...I think I'm ready to tackle Blogger again.
I wanted to finish telling about the King's visit back in March...and here was a BIG day. We took the whole family skiing at Monarch Mountain. This has been our "ski spot" while in Colorado Springs. It's a local jaunt...what I like to call "Mom and Pop". Nothing fancy. Just some slopes...and we've loved it.
I could give a "play-by-play" of our day, but here's how I'll sum it up.
It was a team effort, but I think we still came in last place. :) Still--by 3:45 (slopes closed at 4:00), they all loved it! Which I guess was the whole goal in the first place. Right?
Monarch Mountain- the sky was blue and the weather was perfect for our day!
The best uncle in the world...they love him. And I do too.
Emma Claire was our "professional"...by that I mean she liked to point her skis downhill...go really fast...fall down...snap skis back on....repeat. She had a blast!
Audrey Kate and I figured out that she could ski best between my skis. We did this down the bunny slope several times in the afternoon after a rough morning on the slopes. Just ask Kim. All I'll say is that it did involve walking down the green hill...and a restroom break before getting to the bottom. I can still hear AK screaming, "WHEEEEEE!" as we skied together. What fun!
Alabama fan working the slopes..."War Eagle!" was yelled. Picture ensued.
Not so happy here...but isn't her ski suit adorable?! A deal at the Columbia outlet! Love it!
Emma Claire loving it!
I wanted to finish telling about the King's visit back in March...and here was a BIG day. We took the whole family skiing at Monarch Mountain. This has been our "ski spot" while in Colorado Springs. It's a local jaunt...what I like to call "Mom and Pop". Nothing fancy. Just some slopes...and we've loved it.
I could give a "play-by-play" of our day, but here's how I'll sum it up.
It was a team effort, but I think we still came in last place. :) Still--by 3:45 (slopes closed at 4:00), they all loved it! Which I guess was the whole goal in the first place. Right?
Monarch Mountain- the sky was blue and the weather was perfect for our day!
The best uncle in the world...they love him. And I do too.
Emma Claire was our "professional"...by that I mean she liked to point her skis downhill...go really fast...fall down...snap skis back on....repeat. She had a blast!
Audrey Kate and I figured out that she could ski best between my skis. We did this down the bunny slope several times in the afternoon after a rough morning on the slopes. Just ask Kim. All I'll say is that it did involve walking down the green hill...and a restroom break before getting to the bottom. I can still hear AK screaming, "WHEEEEEE!" as we skied together. What fun!
Alabama fan working the slopes..."War Eagle!" was yelled. Picture ensued.
Not so happy here...but isn't her ski suit adorable?! A deal at the Columbia outlet! Love it!
Emma Claire loving it!
Lunch break...
Ashtyn Grace battled the altitude while she was here. She did not feel well the entire day. Here she is making the most of it. She started feeling better in the afternoon and really got the hang of it.
Just proving I can still love on her even though she's almost 10! Yes--10. A decade. And I feel old saying, "I remember the day you were born." But I do...and she's one of the coolest kids I know.
After a long day (wake-up call was 4:45 am) on the slopes...we got the "Look, we went skiing!" shot. They really did have fun...but we were exhausted. We drove home. Ate Chick-fil-A. And slept soundly that night.
Ashtyn Grace battled the altitude while she was here. She did not feel well the entire day. Here she is making the most of it. She started feeling better in the afternoon and really got the hang of it.
Just proving I can still love on her even though she's almost 10! Yes--10. A decade. And I feel old saying, "I remember the day you were born." But I do...and she's one of the coolest kids I know.
After a long day (wake-up call was 4:45 am) on the slopes...we got the "Look, we went skiing!" shot. They really did have fun...but we were exhausted. We drove home. Ate Chick-fil-A. And slept soundly that night.All's well that ends well. Ain't that right Blogger??
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