Jenn here - in Salt Lake City. I woke up today and called Brad back in Augusta. He was at the grocery store with my mom and Allie and I could hear Allie in the background. I could instantly imagine the picture on the other end of the phone: At Kroger, Allie in the buggy with her little cloth buggy coverseat, a big balloon tied to the buggy and an overwhelming smile on Allie's face with lots of giggles coming out! This is our grocery store ritual. Every time we walk in to Kroger - Allie spots those balloons and because you can't help feeding a baby's laugh, we get the balloon with every intention on buying it. Allie plays with the balloon for at least half of the grocery chore as almost every person we pass gives us an endearing, "Awe." Halfway through - she bores of it and we tuck it away in a random aisle. *Sigh* I miss doing this very simple and very-much-taken-for-granted activity. It hurt to hear Allie on the other end because I just felt like she didn't notice me gone or miss me.
After talking to mom, she assured me that Allie does realize I'm gone. My mom will ask Allie, "Where's your mommy?" and Allie will turn to the door or crane her head around corners looking for me. This made me even sadder.
I've been doing well at suppressing the sadness by keeping busy while Rhonda's here. We went into downtown Park City on main street and had lunch at Cafe Terigo which was wonderful. Then we headed out to Antelope Island so Rhonda could see the Great Salt Lake. As we drove in, we thought, might as well head on in and see the wildlife. Nine bucks will get you access to the most gorgeous views and buffalo and antelope. We spent a few hours piddling around and just taking in the canvas that God had laid out for us. During this entire trip, I have felt closer to God for some reason. I'm not sure why or how - I just do.
We called it a night after dinner at Squatter's Pub in downtown Salt Lake. We're were pretty tuckered.
I'm still on Eastern Standard time too - while here in Salt Lake, it's Mountain time.
I felt guilty about staying in tonight because the Medes invited us out to see an Irish band with them. As much as I wanted to go, the realization of all that Rhonda and I had done over the last 3 days, the new job that I start on Monday, the time I'll be away from Brad and Allie - all of that just started sinking in and I really needed to just hang. I love that the Medes are so active and I couldn't have found better people or a better place to stay during my transition out here.
God has blessed me....I'm praying for a lot of patience to get me through the time it takes for someone - anyone to buy our house!
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