This Thanksgiving was a weekend of miracles. The first miracle was a text from Wilson a few hours before we left saying "come get me. I want to go to Bear Lake with you." I picked him up and we were on the road a few short hours later. It was both healing and hard because it was the first time I had spoken with him since he went awol from ISU. The car time was best time to talk and begin to unravel the mystery of the last four months.
The second miracle was that we made it to Bear Lake through terrible weather. There was a stretch of highway between Pocatello and Idaho Falls with semi trucks and cars rolled off the road in every direction. The Montana passes were foggy and Utah was a veritable blizzard of snow. Thankfully all travelers from the north and the south, including Jake, Callie and Kaleb made it safely. We were smart to leave on Tuesday night and get a good night's rest at the Cmon Inn in Missoula. We love the C'mon Inn, just for the sheer pleasure of saying the name!
Our third miracle we call the "miracle of the green beans." Valerie Larsen came over on Wednesday to look for green beans and discovered 6 inches of water in the basement. She quickly organized the troops and got the water shut off. Serv-pro is a wonderful company and they had the water taken care of before we got home.
Our Thanksgiving was a great mix of old traditions and new. The hungry pilgrim feast was delicious as always. The snow ruined our turkey trot so we did Thanksgiving yoga instead. We sat in a big circle and shared 100 things we were thankful for. Our feast was plentiful and delicious. In the evening we watched Dan in Real Life, my all time favorite movie. We also busted out the broom trick and I was humbled as never before to discover I can't do it anymore--more yoga for me!
On Friday we drove to Logan to the family fun center. Bowling, roller skating and laser tag all in one place. My favorite moment was when Andrea, Betsy and I handed out pb sandwiches, chips and cookies out the windows of the rig in the freezing cold. I left the key in the ignition and we had to jump it. I always get confused about jumping the car so I wrote the directions with a sharpie marker on the sun visor. It was a little impulsive, but we laughed our heads off. We got a little shopping done at a local boutique, as a bonus!
That night we snuggled in with leftovers, games, movies and....single dating sites! Callie was a great blessing and got a fantastic picture of Betsy for her dating profile. She had interested guys writing in 10 minutes. We had so much fun snuggling in bed and flirting on Betsy's behalf.
On Saturday we bundled up and went to the BYU football game in Logan. It was fun for about 30 minutes and then it just got miserable. The good that came out of it was an opportunity to find a gospel parallel about doing hard things. Wilson refused to go, but he did spend positive time with Jackson and Eli. That night we made a family playlist and had a dance party. Mostly it was all of us watching Max dance, fascinated by his genetic ability to bust the move.
Sunday we were blessed with clear roads and skies and made good time home. Jason and Andrea had an extra car to get home so we had an opportunity to divide up and spend quality time talking; Tony and Wilson, Cooper and Eliza, me and Wilson. Some of the time was painful, as time with Wilson often is.
There were several times on the trip when I just stopped and prayed with tremendous gratitude for the moments of peace. I felt hope when I stayed focused on God keeping his promises, on His timing, not mine.
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