My parents recently bought a boat a few months ago and we decided to head out to Rough River Lake for a few days. I met my parents in Leitchfield and we rented a cabin that needed some serious renovations and a fryin' pan or two, but none-the-less wasn't that bad of an ol' place. We spent 90% of our time on the water and the other times eating or sleeping. It's funny how a 3 day lake "vacation" can bring a family closer together. I've always been extremely close with my family, and the relationships have only gotten stronger since I have come to college, but something about this weekend just reminded me of how absolutely blessed I am and how incredible my mom, dad, and sister (though I don't tell her enough) really are.
I spent hours in front of my computer with Jessica and my dog Stella taking goofy pictures (there was no internet) and making memories in a new place that we had never been before. We both laughed until we cried and joked like we never had before. The older we are getting (she will be 18 in October) the more she doesn't drive me crazy, and I'm sure that probably goes both ways. I know I'll keep those pictures forever and I'll never forget our first trip to this lake.
Another event the entire family took place in that I haven't done since I was in Girl Scouts is making s'mores. My dad is a pyro and absolutely loves to build fires and burn anything that says flammable on it, so naturally, as soon as we got off the lake and back to the cabin he had the charcoal grill going for the burgers and a fire-pit ready to roast marshmallows, all before the sun could even ponder the thought of heading in for the night. It was one of the best times I've had in awhile. While I was busy making the perfectly toasted marshmallow for my s'more, my sister was busy accidently turning her marshmallows into burnt up meteors. It's probably a type story where it isn't funny unless you're sitting right there while it happens, but it was hilarious watching how bent out of shape she got trying to make a s'more for herself and one to share with my dad. He finally ate her burnt one she made him, probably out of pity but maybe because he does like things extra crisp. We all had sticky fingers and goo all over over mouths but it was fun and we laughed and enjoyed being a family, right there, all together, no internet, no phones that worked, just the stars, a fire, and each other. Just my family.
Family is so important and I don't know what I'd do without them. They keep me sane while, at times, driving me insane all at the same time and for that, I wouldn't trade them for the world. So even though they don't read my blogs, I love them and had an amazing weekend (not to mention the CATS winning made it even better). And I only pray that whoever reads this has the relationship with their families that I have been gracefully given.
Have a great week and may everything work out the way you want it to, so until next time...
krj :)
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