The kids and I drove out. I would do it again in a second. They did fabulous (despite the throwing up that occurred :) We made it all the way to Cheyenne the first night, slept at Little America and were at the cabin by dinnertime the next day. All 10 of my siblings and their families were there at some point. I find it incredible that we can make this gathering happen almost every year. I believe at one point there were more than 55 of us. I love my family. I love Hebgen.
We spent a quick day and a half in Utah on our way back and then a stop in Denver as well to see some of the Nelson side. By the time we pulled in our driveway I already wanted to go back. It was hard to leave this year. I was more emotionally attached than usual, may be it is because I am pregnant (due in January), or who knows. Or may be with time I realize the importance of those relationships and people. God gave us families, to help us become what He wants us to be. This is how He shares His love. For the family is of God.
Darla lost her other front tooth quickly after we got back to St Louis, Tate jacked his eye on the corner of a wooden kitchen chair so to the ER we went. Bennett got shots and Tate had a cardiologist appointment. So in the 6 days that I have been back half of them have been spent at a hospital/doctors appointment. School starts tomorrow - Bennett in Half Day Kindergarten and Darla in 2nd grade. Don't know if I am ready, but life doesn't wait until you are ready - which is why I wish some how I could bottle up the air from Hebgen and have brought it back to St Louis with me, then in those moments when I am not quite ready to do all that is required of me I can just take a big deep breath in and be back to the place that motivates me to keep going - ready or not.
