Dear family,
I
cannot tell you how wonderful it is to be home. I may be behind in tasks, but
at least I can get them done here. Vacations have long been a bane to my
existence. When I was 15, my parents took me to Hawaii, and I said, “It’s
crowded here, I want to go home.” They just laughed it off, and I was fine. At
the age of 13, I remember telling my dad, I never want to go to Disneyland with
you ever again. He responded with, “I never want to take you again.” And that
was that.
This
latest trip was confirmation that any trip we take will probably be for Bobby’s
sake. I really do not enjoy being away from home for long periods of time. Funniest
thing – Bobby’s favorite part of the trip was a 5-hour Catamaran tour of
various mountain peaks from the water – some snorkeling and yummy food. I
enjoyed myself for about 2 hours. After that, I was at the back of the boat
emptying my stomach. I’ve never been that motion sick before, and the effects
still linger even today. I’m generally a bit queasy in the mornings now. Blegh.
I
am thankful that Bobby understands we are different people and let me stay in
the hotel room the next day, the entire day. I’m not at his Energizer Bunny
level of living life to the fullest. Wednesday night, I even went to bed at 6
PM Hawaiian time – I was so done.
We
did have fun experiences. I enjoyed zip lining, tubing tunnels, some nice walks,
and the cats we met. I still prefer cereal, sandwiches, or McDonald's to any
other foods. At least it’s safe (I hope).
So,
yes, Adriel called me, “Seth” and I’ll take it. I like his, “Seattle is enough
culture shock for me.” At this moment, the only place I would like to go (next
year) would be Canada to visit my relatives there. I don’t care about viewing
places – I can see those pictures on my computer screen. People I love, on the
other hand. I miss them, their hugs, and some great chats. I haven’t seen my
Canadian family in years.
Coming
home to be with church family is like putting on an old, soft favorite sweater
in the wintertime. I appreciate our youth, our kids, and our church family. I
enjoy prayer requests, digging into God’s word, and asking Him for help with real-world
problems. This is home, this is real, this is where I belong.
May
you also feel loved, appreciated, and cozy where you live. Much love,
Cristy
