It has been good to get away for a few days and especially to spend time with my parents. We spent 3 nights together right up in Snowdonia National Park.
True Father is right when he talks about the strength of 3 generations living and being together.
Good to get the boys off the TV and into nature; running in the sea and across mountain streams. Playing with the lambs, the live ones and the dead ones. Not sure which fascinated them more. They saw how nature wastes nothing, and ran back to the house to tell us about developments on one of the dead lambs which had had its eyes taken by the hovering birds.
The Easter egg hunt got a bit out of hand; too competitive. But I was amazed at how good and patient the boys were in the long car journeys. Just the usual “how far is it now?” was more funny than annoying, especially when I had only just turned onto the A40 and was not even on the motorway yet.
Watching Damon one morning I got to feel a bit what maybe God feels when he watches over me. God tends to give us a nudge in the right direction and then moves aside to let us take responsibility for making decisions, and developing our path.
Damon wanted to check out an old broken down stone house on the other side of a river but couldn’t figure a way to cross over. I told him about a bridge a bit further up stream and watched him disappear into the bracken. Then once inside the cottage I remembered how the bridge was basically a couple of slabs of mountain rock and probably slippery after the rain. I kept an eye out of the window to see if he had made it across. I remembered how cold and fast the stream was that ran under the bridge, thought of how Damon is a strong swimmer for his age, but wondered what would happen if he fell and hit his head.
By now I am standing outside the cottage waiting to see if he was coming into sight on the hill side over the river. And finally when he did he caught my eye and waved, and I went back inside at ease and with a touch of pride.
It was good for me to get away; a chance to get some perspective, take a break and look at myself with a little less pressure than I usually feel. My parents enjoyed themselves and we had some good talks together. It means a lot to me to have a better relationship with my parents again. I can have more confidence in who I am, and that is good for the boys too.
Amy and Chieko also enjoyed it.
a few clips from Harlech beach and up in the hills: