(From June 19 2011,Father’s Day at Trent)
Some days are just perfect ones. Today was one of those. You look around d the dinner table and think to yourself " I did well.” All the kids were sitting outside under the gazebo and joking and laughing and connecting and loving each other. It was just one of those days. Made me think of how one day my Protector and I will be sitting under that same gazebo alone and the three of them will have their own lives-and have each other. They will come home from a busy day at work and call each other and complain about it-or go to each other’s hockey games-or call and comment on the Music Awards show.
Days like this one-make it all worth it you know?
Sometime you have to make hard decisions but decisions you know are right. Bear had his final in hockey-but it was Father Day and we had planned the weekend at Trent with my Mom already by the time we got the hockey schedule. So we got our sitter at home and took my Mom and Chase and Beauty to the cottage as planned. He won! The NTR Stanley cup! We were not there to see it and broke part of our heart. The other part knew were done right for the other 6 of us involved. It’s always hard to choose what is right. Who should sacrifice? As long as the decisions are done with care and weighed and thought out and communicated-the actual choice is not that important.
We came home to pesto pasta with chicken and home made garlic bread dinner that Bear and his sitter had prepared. Table was set for Father’s Day outside. Everyone was happy.
Chase and Beauty had some jokes going on at the table about poo (as usual). Chase comes into the house after and says “ it feels so nice Beauty and I have such a good relationship!” and I said “Yes of course you do!” “Was good for you to spend some time together at Trent just the two of you.”
I have firmly decided that cottage life is so super good for kids. It’s a home away from home. Takes them out of their natural habitat (which quite frankly with I-phones and computers and texting and TV-is really not that wonderful to be in) Let’s them wear their hair flat without caring-wear bathing suits that are all worn out and too small, let’s them cuddle up with their Dad on the bali bed, let’s them drop the teenager attitude by the door for a while and just be innocent kids. Let’s them take long showers, and sit and stare at the lake. Allows us to all be a family-every single weekend. Everyone says it won’t last-but I think it will. Cottage life in general has lasted 17 yrs already for us and I don’t see that changing. I can’t wait to prove everyone wrongJ). Trent is my way of holding onto my kids. I won’t give up. They belong to the world 5 days a week and they belong to us the other 2. I will guard this with my life..
So all in all really for me was the perfect day and evening. I called this “falling in love” because it was really today that I feel in love with Trent too. All the uncertainly seemed to fade a bit under the rays of sunshine, the good food the good drink, the great company and the intimacy that weekend between me and my wonderful hubby. All the sudden I seemed to be able to step outside of the boundaries of my trance and just see Trent for what it is-my future.
The future is friendly.
