on the last night of our spring break trip to puerto vallarta, tripp made reservations for us at the vista grill. it was a beautiful little restaurant nestled up in the hillside. and as the name suggests, it had the most spectacular view of the entire city. add in a glorious sunset…and well….all i can say is that it was utterly magical.
tripp and i were sitting there at the table with kelsey. and i knew what he was thinking. i could see it in his eyes. it was one of those special moments in our lives…one of those moments that you know you’ll look back on when you’re eighty. one of those moments that you’ll remember forever. surrounded by stunning natural beauty, just the three of us, it was magic. pure and simple. and we felt blessed. our hearts full of gratitude for the magic of that moment.
the whole trip was pretty special really. getting to have one on one time with our girl. we didn’t think she’d be coming home at all to be honest, but her spring break plans with friends fell through.
before she got home, tripp and i were sitting at dinner one night. looking forward to seeing kelsey. looking forward to our trip. and tripp remarked that it could very well be the last time we take a trip just the three of us. now a few years ago, that kind of comment would have sent me into a complete empty-nesting tailspin. but i’m in a totally different place now. and i don’t fret about motherhood and needing a purpose anymore.
thank you jesus.
the truth is that tripp is completely right on. a year from now my daughter will be getting ready to graduate from college.
please. don’t even ask me how that is possible. i swear to you she was just learning to ride her bike with no training wheels.
can someone please tell me where the time goes.
this time next year she’ll be making plans for a ‘real’ job. which may be somewhat close by. but i have a feeling that more likely she’ll move away some. i know my girl and she has big plans and dreams. and she’s ready. she’s ready to get out there and get on with her own life.
anyway, the whole point of me telling you about all of this is because this was the music that was playing the background of my mind yesterday. and i will be honest and tell you that my empty-nesting was having a bit of a flare up. well ok, it was partly that, but i think more than anything it was withdrawal from having her company for over a week. because i do love this child so. but man i do soooo LIKE her. and i was missing her.
so between the two of those things plus a sort of shitty week at work, i had given myself a really good case of the poor-pitiful-kellys.
i’ve learned enough about life in these past few years to know that gratitude is the secret weapon against pity-parties. and so i decided that, even though i wasn’t really in the mood to work on it, i would get our vacation pictures into my project life album.
anytime that there is something special about a week where i have a bunch of pictures to include, i like to use these smaller page protectors as inserts.
and as i had hoped, working on my project life album was completely therapeutic ~ my whole attitude changed. to the extent that i decided to make an old-school scrapbook page to tell this story. because i also know that one day i will want to remember this.
this is why i love scrapbooking.