Ahhh vacation. A time of relaxation, disconnecting, refreshing, sight seeing. We all long for it. Our family had been planning for and looking forward to our recent week-long hiatus for nearly a year.
Neither my husband or I were raised in families that took an annual family vacation. We had our share of trips growing up, but nothing of the “annual” sort. As we raise our own family we have followed that trend, but have tried to add a few more experiences for our kids. One of which was a week-long trip to northern Minnesota with my parents, my sister and her family, and one other close friend family. This was a new experience for all of us.
Although there were without a doubt some perfect moments throughout the week. I’m just going to be straight up honest here and say the overall experience was not perfect…and that’s okay..keep reading…
On the way to our destination we had some vehicle troubles that resulted in a tow truck and extra (unbudgeted) expenses. Throughout the week we had lots of great days filled with fishing, swimming, laughing, eating, laziness, and sunshine to make up for the craziness of our combined families living arrangements. Not everyday went as smooth as honey, but most days were pure bliss.
That is until the week ended and it was time to go home. By Friday night I was grumpy. Not because I was sick of the week or the people. It was a sad grumpiness. I didn’t want the week to end, can you relate?
Saturday morning we loaded up and set off for home. After our 6 hour turned 10 hour trip to vacation, the ride home was bound to go better. In no time we’d be back to our humble abodes, doing laundry and unpacking….or so we thought.
A couple of hours into the drive the trailer tire on our family friends’ vehicle blew. Half of our caravan decided to move ahead about an hour drive and wait on the other side of the Cities. As we forged ahead it wasn’t long and our own trailer blew a tire! This would be vehicle mishap #2 of the trip for our family. After several hours of waiting and working we finally got ourselves back on the road. Unfortunately, our bad luck followed us. A cell phone was dropped and damaged (after surviving a dip in the hot tub earlier in the week), our luggage got rained on, we got a call on the way home that our credit card had fraudulent activity, and like fuel to a smoldering fire….the dog peed on my husband’s leg at one of our stops. By this time all we could do was laugh! So there you have it…we are never going on vacation again….until next year of course!
But here’s the thing…as we look back, and even in the midst of it all, we could see God’s hands at work. Every time a vehicle broke down we were within minutes from a repair shop. We had the money in our bank accounts to get the work done. We had a large group of people who were all very patient, supportive, and helpful. Not one of the 11 children in tow had a melt down on either of the two 10 hour car trips. It’s simple really…we think we have it all planned and figured out and God always shows up in unexpected ways and reminds us that he is in control.
Even though we had a couple of terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days. We now have some terrific, happy, forever funny, absolutely amazing memories to reflect on for many years to come!
I can’t help but just thank Jesus over and over for his love and provision! #weareblessed