Yesterday was a horribly dark and dismal day.
I usually love dark and cloudy days, but for some reason, yesterday was not a day to be enjoyed.
We tried all sorts of things to make it better, but when it came down to it, the day insisted on acting like a sulky teenager and just wanted to be left alone.
And that is when I remembered.
I have a love affair with my mountains. I don't call them the mountains, they are my mountains. The mountains here are unlike any other, and I have always loved going up to the mountain when I have a bad day, or when I am bored, or just for fun when I am happy. I have spent many hours exploring the valleys and the rocks and the secret places. I could never live somewhere that didn't have mountains an easy 10 minute drive away. I just couldn't! I need the strength and the majesty they have.
Yesterday it dawned on me that I hadn't been up to the mountains since I got married. I just haven't had time. That is why the day was so dismal. My soul longed for the quiet solitude and the peace that the mountains whisper to my deepest secret heart.
So I bundled the kids up and we went for a walk. We went to the park, in hopes it would be a good substitute. While it was a great walk, inspiring me to get the kids out every day despite the weather, it did nothing for my soul.
We flew, we picked up rocks, we tromped through ice walking on the edges to get the crackily sound. We played under the sculptures. It was a very nice walk. A little too much of man's creations and a little too few of God's, but not much can be helped there.
Possibly tomorrow I can go to the mountains tomorrow while Jeffrey watches the kids. I can dream.
Keith was completely exhausted when we got back from our excursion. After dinner he went to play in the fort.
We let him stay all night. His first time sleeping out of his bed. And he slept all night long! I have to say, I was impressed. Jeffrey and I had a bet going on about what time he would be waking up in the night. He didn't.
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