Saturday, September 19, 2015

sundays are my favorite

A couple of weeks ago brought a much anticipated change for our family. This summer has been such a struggle with Martin working two jobs- one he loved and one he, to put it nicely, very much hated. He was able to reconnect with a local chef who had a lead cook position open and Martin was hired right away! He is finally working in a restaurant with high standards and like minded people while being given the opportunity to be creative. The only downside is that he works evenings again (such is the life of a cook). I thought being a single parent during the weekends was hard, but during the school week it has its fair share of challenges. 

We're definitely adjusting, it's so hard not seeing your husband every day and being able to just talk about what's going on with the two of us. We're learning the art of leaving notes on the kitchen counter...Have a great day! Don't forget to bring in the milk, please don't put my blouse in the dryer!! Love you and Miss you. I make mental notes of stories to tell him or cute things Everdeen did. But I feel like I can make this work especially if it means Martin is happy doing what he loves to do. These past few weeks have brought my mind so much peace and I've felt my body begin to relax again. Stability is such a good thing. 

Martin and Everdeen still get their special daddy daughter day on Mondays and we're even lucky to have one weekend day together. So now, Sundays are officially my favorite day of the week. We get to be a family and spend ALL day together! Last weekend, we headed back to the mountains.  We spent the day walking around Estes Park...having lunch, choosing which ice-cream store to indulge our afternoon cravings with (there are seriously 6 ice-cream stores on the main street) and just enjoying the beautiful scenery. 

Saturday, September 5, 2015

31 years

I awoke early to Everdeen crawling into our bed. I rearranged the pillows and blankets so she could snuggle in. I looked over at my snoozing husband. He can literally sleep through anything...but this morning Everdeen whispered (loudly) in his ear, "Wake up!" She didn't want him missing anymore of his birthday.  She immediately began to tell him what was waiting in the birthday bag downstairs for him, so much for surprises with a toddler in the house.
Martin wanted to spend the day in the mountains for his special day so we headed to the Shambhala Mountain Center near Red Feather Lakes. I've always wanted to visit and today was the perfect day. 

It is beautiful there. Calm, quiet, peaceful. The air was cool, such a drastic change from home just an hour away. The hike to the Great Stupa of Dharmakaya is lined with white flags flapping in the wind...Tibetan prayer flags wrapped around the branches of trees and beautiful places for meditation near trickling streams. It really does take your breath away when it appears suddenly in the middle of nowhere. 

When the Stupa came into view Everdeen cried out, "WOW!"  We passed several offerings and the smell of incense filled the mountain air. When we climbed to the top of the stairs we removed our shoes and went inside. A large golden Buddha filled the entire room and the intricate marble floors were cool on our feet.  Everdeen was completely silent as we sat for a few minutes to admire the shrine and take in our surroundings.   
It's hard to believe another year has gone by.  This is our 13th year of celebrating birthdays together! I can still remember celebrating our 18th birthdays in high school like it was yesterday... 
Happiest of Birthdays to my one and only. May this next year be filled with beautiful adventures, new experiences, and lots and lots of love from your two favorite girls. We love you!