Something extremely wonderful happened in my life last month, yet somehow I haven't been able to blog about it. After Jason got back from Puerto Rico, my parents came to watch the kids for a week while Jason and I went on a five-day "stay-cation." Instead of spending all the money on a second plane flight to San Juan, we rented a car locally and sampled some Southwestern splendor.
I feel so spoiled by the luxury of these precious days together that it seems almost prideful to blog about it. If someone else had a similar experience, I'm sure I'd be bitterly jealous. So how to record our lovely moments without boasting? A definite conundrum. Even more, this stay-cation is challenging to write about because, well, it was almost too lovely. After soaring for a week with my very best friend, the descent back to reality has felt pretty gritty. Imagine: a whole week of replenishment--hiking through Zion, biking in the Vermillion Cliffs, stargazing in Arches. Five full days without chauffeuring children, picking up messes, stressing over meals, or changing a diaper. Small wonder reality feels a bit depressing in comparison.
As nice as it was to "get away," perhaps I need to focus on finding greater happiness and fulfillment in the life's little moments. Ultimately, everyday life should be beautiful--something to embrace, not escape. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these pictures. The trip wasn't quite as good as it looks--it was better. :)
We began by darting off to Kanab, Utah to try and get a permit for The Wave in the Coyote Buttes. I saw this natural wonder featured in National Geographic several months ago and thought, Hurrah! That's right in our back yard. (Not our picture, btw. If only!)
As we drove back to Zion National Park, the road looked rather foreboding.
But since the Wave was not to be, we hopped in the car and drove to Page. It's not often that I wish for a boat...that is until I reach Lake Powell. By this time we were bored with classic poses.