So, that first day was a sign of things to come, and that tour in DC was a very sanctifying experience for all of us. After about six months or so in to the shift work, long hours, and stress of a demanding job, Steve and I started talking about trying to organize a getaway after the tour was over. It was mainly just a dream at that point, but we started talking about it.
Fast forward 18 months to July of this year and my very blessed husband and I were boarding a cruise ship!! My mother-in-law flew all the way out to our place, stayed with the kids for 10 glorious days while Steve and I cruised up and back down the east coast. We boarded our ship in New York, sailed up to Cape Breton, then did Prince Edward Island, Nova Scotia, Maine, Boston, and Newport. We relaxed, we ate, we touristed, and then ate some more. I look back on that vacation and just think how very blessed we were to be able to do such a thing. The best part of the vacation is that when it came time to come back home, I was not at all sad that the trip was over, I was just plain excited to see my babies.
|Peggys Cove, Nova Scotia|
|Me, being goofy in Halifax|
|So happy to see my boys! (this one sat in a puddle just before I got to him!)|
|Great to be home|