January 15, 2018
After a month spent winter breaking, Sarah headed back to school yesterday.
I grabbed a picture of her right after church, just so I wouldn’t forget what she looked like.
As usual, Sarah spent some of her time at home tutoring me on technical tips and tricks. She also did all of my grocery shopping and dishes and helped with some of the cooking.
Food Lion, where she usually works when she is home, had hired some extra people so she wasn’t able to work there during December. But rather than just sit and twiddle her thumbs, she drove the four hours (round trip) to Virignia Beach to work at her college job, just to get in those extra hours. Four new tires, an inspection, and an unexpectedly failed battery were all good motivators to keep her workin’ hard for her money.
We’re proud of her initiative and we’re proud of how well she is doing at school. A lovely young woman on her way down the road of life to new places and new horizons.
Even though we are a couple of weeks past Christmas, I wanted to share with you a few snippets from our December visit there. It was a little different than usual because there were a few additional comings and goings involved.
Steve, Sarah and I got to his parent’s late Thursday night and Nathan flew in at 9:30 Friday morning. Steve picked him up from the airport and the two of them headed to Sugar Mountain for an afternoon/evening of snow skiing.
From the time Nathan was six, he and his dad have skied once every year–up until about four years ago when lack of snow and/or family responsibilities kept them from going. This year, they were determined to make it happen. Even though it was a whole lot of work and travel for just a few hours on the slopes, it was well worth it for these two Ski Buddies.
I love seeing those smiles on my two favorite men.
They got back to Steve’s parent’s house very late Friday night. When I got up Saturday morning, I was greeted with the heart-tugging sight of my beloved firstborn, sprawled on the couch, asleep. Love that son of mine.
Later in the morning, I asked Nathan to help me figure out a selfie stick I had picked up at a thrift store. I was just finishing my morning ablutions when I was suddenly ceremoniously presented with said stick.
He didn’t leave until he made sure I knew how it worked.. My first selfie stick-selfie!
Nathan also helped Vernie with some technical questions she had. Both he and Sarah are lifesavers when it comes to teaching us oldsters about the inscrutabilities of technology.
Case in point: Sarah answering some tech questions about her grandma’s cell phone over breakfast.
Saturday afternoon we had our Smith family Christmas. Since Nathan and Sarah have been setting this particular table together for a long, long time, I pulled out a few older pictures of them doing that same job back in the day. These pictures also include our greatly-missed daughter-in-law and grandson.
Nathan always enjoys hanging out with his Uncle Dana.
Steve and his younger brother, Jeff, also enjoyed catching up.
The three beloved Smith generations.
The new selfie stick came in handy when it was time to get a picture of the whole crew.
On Sunday before we left for Florida, we had the rare privilege of attending church with Steve’s parents.
Smith men x3.
The elder Smith . . .
and the younger Smith.
It was so special to have my nephew and his wife and children in the pew behind me, my daughter, son, husband and brother-in-law on one side of me. . .
and my dear mom-in-law . . .
and dad-in-law on the other side.
For much of our marriage, Steve and I have lived far from family and we don’t often get to attend church with people we’re related to. We enjoyed getting to make up for it a little that morning.
After the service, Nathan sought out the drummer and got a few tips. I admire Nathan in that he is always eager to learn something new.
Steve had not met the new pastor at his parent’s church yet so he made a point of introducing himself. Pastors, regardless of their varying backgrounds or denominations, can relate to each other like no one else can.
You no doubt remember me mentioning before that we got married at Steve’s parent’s church (Paw Creek Presbyterian) thirty-six years ago.
It’s always meaningful to stand on those front steps again.
Through the many ups and downs of our marriage, this man’s love and his commitment to me have stayed steady and strong. So blessed.
After the service, we loaded ourselves in the car for the long trek to Florida. I remember telling everyone, “Just think! Everytime we stop, it’s going to be a few degrees warmer.”
And it was! Such a delight to drive into warmness.
And it was even more of a delight because I was in the car with people whom I dearly love.
And the best part of the trip?
Knowing that there were even more people we loved waiting for us at the other end–Meagan and those two sweet babies of hers.
Love at the beginning, love in the middle, and love waiting at the other end.
What’s not to love?
What about you? I’ve told you lots of stories about our December activities. Tell me (and the rest of us) one or two things you have going on in your near future. It is always such a treat to get to catch a glimpse into my readers’ lives.
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.