I rested all day Friday hoping it'd go away. Saturday morning I woke up thinking, yeah, I'm gonna be able to go. We're going to be able to go! Then a wave of nausea washed over me and I felt like crying. I absolutely didn't want to bring germs to my family and decided to stay home, so hubby and the sweet Sierra headed off over the river and through the woods...
I'm bummed I missed being with my family, but at the same time, I have been receiving lots of pictures and texts from Ron and Sierra about their weekend. We've had a face-time every evening, where a very excited nine-year recounts the details of the day with much gusto! I'm seeing a beautiful memory being made for my daughter with her dad and now I'm actually kinda glad I didn't go. Grammie spoiled them with steak and lobster for dinner. Sierra said, "Grammie is the best cook!"
The next day they got to play a very intense game of hide and seek. My sister has a dog that she's training for Search and Rescue. So, they got to go lay tracks and find a place to hide out and wait. Hiding together, playing games on the iphone while they waited, just the two of them! Watching the dogs follow their scent and Gini getting all excited when she makes the "I found you" pounce! So fun.
Today, they are doing something that wouldn't have happened had I gone on the trip. Not because I don't like this type of thing, but we just would've headed back home to get ready for the rest of the week. But today, Ron is taking Sierra on a glider ride.
How cool is that? They will be soaring like two happy little birds, riding the thermals, gliding over the fields and viewing some of the most spectacular mountains in the United States, The Sierra Nevada's.
So, normally I don't like feeling funky. But, in this instance...I'm glad it gave the two of them a daddy-daughter weekend. It's something special that they have all their own.
