Our next chapter is about to begin. The wheels are in motion and, obviously, I’m stressed and full of anxiety. I would give pretty much *anything* to be on a beach right now, drink in hand, listening to nothing but the waves crashing. I’ve been to Mexico 3 times in the last 5 years as well as a trip to Miami. The sand, the water, the wildlife, the sunshine. My heart literally aches for it. Each time we went to Mexico we went to Galveston first. I’m positive I left a part of my heart there. It’s probably my favorite city that I’ve traveled to (and I’m only getting started!) I could really go for some shopping on the Strand, a drink at Jimmy’s on the Pier, driving around with the windows down as we admire the gorgeous historical architecture of the city, listening to the seagulls as they fly overhead. My soul is yearning to travel, but with the last 8 months we’ve had in addition to what we’ve got in the works now, it’s most likely not happening this year.
The really heartbreaking part of all of this is that we had a free trip to Jamaica for this summer. All we needed to pay were taxes/all-inclusive fees and airfare. We had already pushed it to summer 2026 (we earned it while in Miami in February 2025) due to already having trips booked, and we can’t extend any further.😩It was going to be our 10 year wedding anniversary trip (it’s coming up in April!) but looks like it’ll have to wait.🥺
Not only is our anniversary fast approaching, but all the kids’ birthdays fall within a 3 month period starting with our oldest who turned 17 on Saturday!😳(Wasn’t I just 17 a couple years ago?) Our baby will be 6 at the end of the month and our middle will be 15 in May. March also brings prom, then April is the musical and May is our little’s dance recital. Busy, busy! I find myself unable to settle when we don’t have anything planned, almost to the extent I feel physically uncomfortable, so it’s somewhat of a comfort knowing we have a lot to do over the next few months.
Luke is back to work basically to the level he was prior to starting chemo. He’s exhausted and stressed but we all know he loves it. In fact, I haven’t seen him in a couple days…can’t wait to squeeze him!
Also – it was 71° today…in Nebraska…in March. The sun was even out! I can literally feel my seasonal depression lifting.
Rooted + Roaming 