So here I sit, having just returned yesterday from a seven day journey with my sister-in-love to the San Juan Islands: tired, full, content.
And now, I’m not sure how to even begin this reflective “travel” blog because this journey was so much more than that.
This adventure started as just a seed of an idea last September – a way to celebrate Terry’s 60 spins around the sun. It turned into a necessity for both of us in the middle of this crazy upturned world. Much more than a ‘get away,’ this journey was a gift – essential in deep ways we never knew.
It was a celebration of life.
It was an end and a beginning.
It was a respite and a refuge.
It was exertion at its finest and peace in its fullness.
It was a journey mixed together with white-knuckled waiting, and hope reborn.
It was all the “whatsoever things” rolled into one :
whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, pure, and (oh so) lovely, whatsoever is of good report and of any virtue, … and if there be any praise, think on these things.
So, I guess this “travel” blog is simply a way to do exactly that:
“think on these things”
again and again and again.
Thank you, oh sweet, sweet Creator…. and thank you, San Juan Islands.You both out-did yourselves for sure!
… And though we have nothing except our thanks to offer you both,
somehow – in a new found perspective –
I have a sneaking suspicion our thankful hearts are enough for you.
( Each of our seven day trip will be journaled in separate following blog posts.)