You know that saying, "not all who wander are lost"? Well I ascribe to that in most cases. But for my lovely daughter and grands.....they have help from a GPS not getting lost. Which stands for Grandma Pointing System.
If GK is my questioner, and Ry is my inside outside upside down thinker, then Shelley is my double checker. Shelley and I have been close every since she was a wee little flutter in my belly.
I never wanted to have kids. I never liked to babysit. When I did my student teaching for a 2nd grade class of monsters on a stick, I had doubts about being an educator. And yet the universe laughed at me and pointed me in the direction of children at every turn. I felt the fear which was keeping me aloof and apart from children drain away from me in my pregnancy. But when I held sweet baby Michelle, I was a gonner and have been ever since.
Anyway, back to the adventure. My Shelley called many times for me to get on the computer and find how to get to one place or another down south of here. They had such a super vacation, even if it was a shorty this time. I think she called not only to find out where the giant pistachio was for photo purposes but also to check on her Mommy. I was fine but I did miss my three very much. And being real honest...it was a rough weekend coming off of the drug. I'm glad they didn't have to see me like that. The brain freezes weren't as bad as coming off Lexapro but icky non the less.
The three went to Elephant Butte, the International Space Museum, White Sands, a little traveling carnival, McMinn's pistachio farm (got chocolate wine and yummy pistachio), saw where Joe lived as a boy in Alamogordo, Las Cruces, and to Old Mesilla (where they bought some fandamtastic Dia de Los Muertos shirts), swam in the hotel pool and enjoyed each others company. They learned things about each other. Like Ry is brave enough now to go on a mini roller coaster and a "roundup" ride. Look out amusements parks Ry is in the house!!!!! Gerea Kaye learned that her Mom is a nut case (more than she knew before, because Shelley was relaxed). And Shelley learned that not only is she competent to be who she is, she is damn good at it. The trip took them to another level as a family.
My three left knowing they would going to have fun and came back knowing that the fun was inside them. I love kids.....and mine are so beautifully whole again. Three is indeed a magick number.