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A BREAK FROM THE STORM

The other weekend we packed up the car, drove about an hour and a half south, and met up with my parents. We stayed at FDR State Park, in a sweet little cabin, and spent the weekend together. Because we don’t live near my parents, we try to see them at least once a month, whether it is us going down to Florida, or them coming up to see us in Atlanta.ย We planned this trip months ago to be one of those trips, but just decided it seemed like a good meeting spot and would be something fun and different for us all to do.

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As most of you all know, Hurricane Matthew hit the East Coast about 2 1/2 weeks ago now. My parents live in St. Augustine, about a block away from the beach, and their area was hit pretty hard. They, as well as my sister in law who lives there, had to evacuate their home, head north, and hope for the best. Thankfully, since we already had this trip planned, they didn’t have to scurry to find someplace to go (which of course they could have just come to stay with us), they just headed up to the cabin a day earlier than we had planned, and started their little vacation a little early, safe from the wind and rain.

For most of the time that we were there, they had no idea what the outcome of the storm was. The island that they live on was closed off, and no one was able to get on and check the damage. In a way, it was nice for them to have an escape. They couldn’t get back on the island yet, so there wasn’t an urgency to get home. They didn’t know if the storm had damaged their home, so they weren’t in problem solving mode. They were forced to be removed from it all for awhile and just rest.

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Since there was nothing that could be done at that point, we were able to just be together, and enjoy the weekend. We spent a lot of time just sitting around, talking, and resting. We spent one day at Callaway Gardens, walked around the beautiful grounds, explored the butterfly exhibit, and went to a bird show. We ate pancakes overlooking the mountains, and played at a nearby park. We ate crockpot meals, and took a walk down by the lake. It was slow, simple, and just what we all needed for that weekend. We were able to escape the busynessย that was surrounding us at home for a short while, while they were able to truly escape the storm at home.ย dsc_0601dsc_0625dsc_0405dsc_0446dsc_0401

The weekends that always seem to be the best for my soul are the ones that come at the time that I need them the most. The time when it feels like everything is going under, and when it seems impossible to get away. That’s typically when the rest and quiet is pertinent.ย That’s when life slows down, if only for 48 hours, and it all comes back into focus and seems a little bit more manageable again.

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