celebrations

We spent this past week celebrating.  We celebrated lives that were lost, 

we celebrated birthdays and we celebrated mothers.  

We celebrated life.

We spent the week camping at the beach where the sun only made an appearance about an hour a day. It was cold but that didn't stop us from playing.  To be honest, it took me a day and a half of being grumpy to realize we weren't leaving the beach to find warmer weather.  I had to adapt and seeing how happy the kids were kept me warm.

Wyatt has been loving surfing.  He woke up with a smile every morning ready to get back out in the water.  It's all he wanted to do all week.

The last day we were there the sun came out.  It was beautiful and it was also my birthday.  I went out in the water when Anthony told me I would regret not surfing.  I probably wouldn't have but I did it anyway.  Anthony towed me out on the board and pushed me when the wave came so all I had to do was stand up and ride the wave in.  I rode 3 waves and enjoyed every minute of it. {I didn't even get my hair wet}

That night after unpacking, laundry and cleaning, we went out to dinner for my birthday.  We ordered the dessert to go and came home to enjoy a slice of cheesecake.  {It was my 34th}

Mother's day started off with breakfast in bed {delicious} church, a BBQ with the in-laws and then dinner with my mom, grandma, sister and her family.

4 generations

My twin sister and I

We had a wonderful week together as a family.  After last week we know how precious life is.  It is short, and it is meant to be spent in joy, surrounded by love.  We did just that this week.