This summer was delightful, soul-filling,
relationship-building, affirming, adventurous, life-giving. I enjoyed family and friends (new and old)
deeply. Ryan and I learned so much this
summer through these interactions (see posts on “What I learned on my
vacation”) painting our summer with much joy and growth along the way.
When I was working the max amount of vacation time granted
for summer was 2 weeks, if you could nab them. I do not take this summer vacation for
granted. Regularly my heart welled with
gratitude for these opportunities. I
cherish them as a treasured gift.
Planning
As we were organizing our summer, Ryan had the Canadian
nationals pickleball tournament lined up for Kelowna
July 6&7. By the time we decided
that we were going ahead with attending Camp Oshkidee again, the latest
available week started July 8 (we had planned to go at the end July/beginning
of Aug.) Since Kelowna
is on the way”ish” (wouldn’t make sense to backtrack back to Chilliwack
from there) to Sask. we decided
the whole family would join Ryan in Kelowna and we would embark on the 14 hour
drive from Kelowna to Camp Oshkidee whenever Ryan was done his tournament, and
arrive late on day 1. However, it turned
out that a week before we left Ryan realized that his tournament actually was
on July 6&8! Oooops. My first
reaction was, “that sucks, I’m sorry you have to miss a day of your
tournament!” His response clarified that
he had registered with a partner for the 8th and he couldn’t let his
partner down by not attending. After
much contemplation I realized we would have to arrive on Day 2 of camp.
But….first things first.
We arrived in Kelowna , the
kids were delighted to be in a motel.
The motel was right beside the park hosting the tournament, so Ryan
could go to and fro as necessary and the kids could stay with me and play at
the park on-site or go back up to the room.
It worked real good for us, not so much for Ryan, (we were quite a bit
of a distraction, sorry hon!, and he was very disappointed with his playing.)
I planned that Friday the kids and I would go to the
Kangaroo Farm. This took a step of
courage for me, I get anxious driving in unfamiliar places especially with kids
on board, never mind that anxiety kicks in being fully responsible for my
little family. But, we needed something
to do that day and this place came recommended by a friend. The farm did not disappoint. The kids could pet and feed the kangaroos
(they even all got to hold baby joeys!)
It was a delightful outing for all of us. Moreover, by actually doing this by myself
with the kids I bolstered my confidence.
It was a total win-win. (Sorry again
honey that you missed it!)
……..And since Ryan didn’t actually have tournament play on
Saturday we all went to the beach!
Sunday afternoon when Ryan was finished his tournament we
embarked on getting as close to Camp Oshkidee
as possible. We hoped for Canmore; but
much to our amazement our little daughter who never sleeps in the car fell
asleep!!!!! (Bless you Allison!) So with
3 kids sleeping (though Rayna is adamant that she didn’t fall asleep and
insists what I remember must just have been her resting ;) we pressed on and made it to Red
Deer around 1AM ! We
ended up arriving at Camp just in time for supper and a paddle boat ride the
following day.
We only have a couple of pictures from Camp
Oshkidee . At first I thought, we should have taken more
pictures, then I realized it was a good indication of how intently we were enjoying
our time (with phones tucked away!). Our
6 nights were shortened to 5 nights at camp; but we still packed so much
goodness into these days! Water
activities included a family tube ride, waterskiing (Ryan and Cheryl with kids
as spectators), paddleboating, stand-up paddling, catamaran ride (which lulled
Garrett to sleep) with new friends. It
was interesting and awe-striking to see how truly close the forest fire in
May/June got to camp. This stirred much
gratitude in my heart for God’s protection of this camp and for the camp
itself. The kids loved their kid church
(Rayna) and supervised kids play time (the twins) during adult chapel. This allowed Ryan and I to fully engage in
the messages spoken. Furthermore, we
attended the evening “Klish-ma-Klaver” sessions (singing time, sharing and
prayer time). These were powerful and truly
what Ryan and I needed. We were prayed
over powerfully a couple of evenings.
Also, we were given the word “trauma”.
Prior to this we had never attached the word trauma to our cancer
experience. The camp director happened
to be a family counselor. He noted to us
that we may even be experiencing post-traumatic stress disorder and certainly
we were experiencing results from trauma.
This was a total “aha” moment when our worlds cracked open in a positive
way. It brought so much clarity to how
Ryan felt so depressingly stuck and I felt anxiety gripping me. (Post on what I
learned about this pending). These 5
days were key!
It feels good to connect with family and friends. We were in Saskatoon
briefly before and briefly after I went to Swift Current. During this time we visited my Aunt and Uncle
and some of Ryan’s family. I also was
able to have my annual visit with a couple friends and our dear friends Brad
and Ashley graciously hosted us at their place for the duration (always so lovely to connect with these beloved friends!). Particularly key was a playdate I had with my
friend Amy and her girls. The
affirmations from that visit were huge in the spectrum of what I learned this
summer!
Swift Current
Ryan flew home from Saskatoon
to go back home and work for a week. I
drove with the kids to Swift Current to my parents’. I was a bit nervous driving 3 hours by myself
with my kids; but, Saskachewan highways are reasonably quiet and I wasn’t going
to let that stop me from doing it, I really wanted to spend a chunk of time in
Swift Current! I think my mom was
concerned too, she ended up having my aunt drive her to Rosetown (half-way) to
chauffeur us from there (moms are great aren’t they?!). Being in Saskatchewan
was indeed refreshing. Swift Current’s
slogan is “where life makes sense”.
There was something so simple and slower paced and lovely about being
there. Indeed I found myself thinking
that if the weather wasn’t so dreadful I would strongly consider moving
back. My sister and brother-in-law also
came for most of the time I was there.
The cousins had a fantastic time and my kids were able to go with the
“big kids” by themselves to the playground up the road. Also, while in Swift we hosted an extended
family pizza potluck in the park, such a great time to reconnect! My friend Pam came out for a day from Regina
to visit. We celebrated Grandma and
Grandpa’s birthdays (both in summer). We
attended my second-cousin’s girls’ baptism in a country church where I ran into
a girl who counseled at camp years ago when I was also counseling. The whole baptisms, country, and just
“bumping into” Jenn was refreshing. I
was also able to photoscan some of our childhood pictures which was fun to go
through.
After Ryan and I reconvened in Saskatoon
we set off for Edmonton . We spent 3 nights in Edmonton . Two of those nights were spent at West
Edmonton Mall. To be honest the mall
rather overwhelmed me at first; but Ryan has a nostalgic love of this place so
I took deep breaths and pressed on. We
enjoyed the waterpark for a day and the rides the next day and a country theme
room at night. I settled in enjoyed this
family time, even if it was tiring.
From Edmonton we
spent a night in Clearwater and
were able to see a spectacular waterfall at Wells Grey Park! (So much we could explore around here!!!!)
We found ourselves back at home and took it easy for
August. We played in the Vedder River,
spent a day at Cultus Lake Adventure Park rides, Rayna and I went to Bridal Falls
Waterslides with her friend and her mom, went to Cultus lake a couple times and
when the smoke from forest fires was getting heavy and lingering we went to
Bellingham to find the ocean, spending an afternoon at Clayton Beach. Rayna has been wanting to go to a beach with
seashells so we turned Ryan’s work trek out to Vancouver
into a family mini getaway. I googled
where to go to the beach and happened upon this place, a short hike, a traipse
over the railroad tracks (yikes) to a semi-secluded beach. It was (can I use the same word again?)
refreshing.
I had wanted to go to Othello Tunnels with the kids, so in
Sept we checked off that last item on my summer to do list. What an amazing place with live in, so close
to so many spectacular mini-excursions!
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