Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Satisfaction

I have just completed my first assignment as tour guide in this fair country. But, hold on a minute, not only was I tour guide, I was driver, navigator, final decision-maker, chef and all-around go-to girl.

My folks are visiting as you all probably know. We went to Rotorua this past Sunday and came back tonight. Logged 940 k's! We did a few thermal walks, dipped our feet in hot pools a few times, took a gondola ride and a luge ride, went through caves and saw glow worms and finished the trip with a visit to the kiwi house in the most Kiwi of towns (or so they claim), Otorohanga. (Look it up, the website is good!).

It was a great trip and I was so proud to show my mom and dad around.

And am so happy to be home! Because it is. Home!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

A Visit!

How do I relay excitement and anticipation? No easy task so you'll have to use your imagination. My parents are on their way to the airport as I type this from a day away. They are officially on their way to visit us! I thrill at the thought that tomorrow morning I am going to get a hug from my daddy and mom!

It's so right and fitting that they are the first to visit. How wonderful it will be to be able to show them everything. They can live a day in our lives so that when they go home, they can know where we are and what we're doing and hopefully feel closer to us because of that.

What a treat it will be to take them to my favorite places and beyond. To show them my first garden and cook them meals from the harvest. I can't wait to sit outside with them and just be. Together!

I will be so proud to drive them around and show them I know my way. Introduce them to our friends and show them we made friends! Towards the end of their stay (a month), Lloyd starts back at school so that's something else they'll be able to picture. I don't know if they've ever been to the other grandkids schools yet they'll be able to picture Lloyd at his -- what a treat.

But let's get back to the hug. I remember when Greg would be away on a boat for long periods of time and we'd talk on the phone and keep in touch every day yet the thing I would grow to miss the most was his touch. Oh, how I longed for a hug from him; the phone calls just barely helped after a while. We take 'touch' for granted I think and it's at times like these I realize that.

I can't wait to get a hug!!! And keep on getting them for a whole month!