Grateful (a remote post from 10,000 feet)

I'm writing this on my iPhone, at the cabin in Columbine, with no cell reception or Internet. It is about 9:45 and everyone else has been asleep for at least 40 minutes. I am still glad we came, but today has been a bit much for me, between being hormonal and tons of rain and 7 kids 8-and-under (Em and Jason came up too and joined us at the lake about 9 am). Just a little too much chaos, all around, when I kind of feel like being alone and reading a book. I do less well with craziness and chaos than I wish I did. But everyone is healthy, and Shawn has been sleeping well, and I'm grateful. Grateful that the kids didn't wake at all during the loud thunderstorm last night.  Grateful for how much I miss Jeremy after being away from him for almost 3 days, and unable to talk to him for 2. Grateful for this mountain and this cabin, and that they get to be part of my children's childhood too. 

Grateful for my mom, whose idea it was to come up and take the kids fishing, even though it's so much harder on her physically to do all the things for us she wants to. 

We are headed down tomorrow, and it's gong to be a busy weekend. We have two gatherings as part of he David Henry Weech family reunion, and Pima is hosting the Pioneer Day celebration this year. I'm grateful for my ancestors, and for all he pioneers and all the sacrifices they made for their faith and for us, so we could live better lives. More comfortable, happier, and safer lives. As wicked and scary as the world is, we are so blessed, and I know that we owe a lot of that to them.

Hoping my kids sleep tonight. Hoping I feel a bit better tomorrow, and can be better about sticking to my health goals. Hoping to be a good daughter, sister, aunt, mother, and person tomorrow. Grateful for the chance.