Friday, February 23, 2018

Flying Solo

Adam feeling the freedom with his mule Snickers!
February 18th, Sunday, was 3 months since I was hit by Jesus.  Exactly.  At 7:30 AM, possibly the exact moment of impact, Adam left on a lizard hunt to northern Argentina for 10 days.  He was headed to 15,000 feet of elevation, long distances, mules, and new species!  What a bittersweet moment for our family.  We miss him, but it is also a testament to recovery and a return to normalicy.

Some things have changed.  I am more relaxed.  I stress less, and enjoy life more.  I appreciate Adam more, and his incredible response to my injury, gave me more confidence and appreciation for our relationship.  He did it all and loved me when I was at my ugliest: swollen, bruised, and unreliable.  The beauty in that brought us closer together.

Makeup and Hair FUN!







His travels are a healing message.  I can take care of myself and our children alone.  Wow.  Three months, and I can do this.  It isn't even a question.  We will have popcorn and broccoli, beet sandwiches, and rice cakes and tuna for dinner a few nights, but the kids love that, and so do I.  That is all good!!

As he left and we hugged goodbye, he told me that a month ago he didn't think this would be possible.  A month ago I didn't think I would be able to shave my own armpits, and BLAM!  We are nailing it!  OK - there was a bloody razor incident, but it is all good!  We got this!  I can't wait to see next month's milestones.

SoJo - the negotiator.  That girl loves to work
it and get her deal.







And... well, the kids and I had to celebrate.  When Los Autenticos Decadentes came to town, we did our party hair and make-up with friends, went to the outdoor concert, sprayed ourselves with foam, danced until someone (Caleb) begged to go to bed well past midnight, drank a little beer in the streets, and walked home without feeling the chill.  Another testament to stressing less and enjoying life more.  Bring it on!

Getting crazy with foam.  Give Mom a little beer and empty
her pockets!  Awesome!

A little of the pre-party awesomeness!  Thanks Ale!

1 comment:

  1. Wild times. I'm with Caleb. I would have cried too wanting to go to bed. It's my favorite place these days, especially on these cold nights we have been having.

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