I was blessed to spend a week with my parents. It has been over 20 years that I have spent time with just my parents. Life changes after we get married and have children. Our priorities change and our responsibilities change. All are good things.
Now that I have begun this new chapter (Some refer to this as empty nest, but that sounds so sad and lonely. A new chapter sounds much more exciting.) in my life and have time to devote to different things, I can spend time devoted to other things and people. So I was fortunate to spend time with my parents in St. Martin. They travel to St. Martin every year for a few weeks to get out of the cold and into the sunshine. We spent time walking on the beach, sitting on the beach, eating, sitting by the pool, driving around and seeing different sites, hiking, going to church, and just being together.
We talk every week on the phone and text some, but there is nothing like spending time together. It helps to see where people live and see what people do and become a part of their experiences.
What is amazing about my parents is their zest for life. They hiked up a hill that many 70 years olds would never consider. They hiked along the beach on some rocks that would cause fear in many 70 year olds. They are cautious and careful and pay attention and help each other, but they don’t let their age get in the way of their zest for life. They also look for opportunities to serve others. When they are in St. Martin, they attend a church that knows them by name. They also know them because of their heart for service. They willingly volunteer their time to help those in need amongst the church body.
Staying connected via phone calls, texting, and social media is nice; but face-to-face interaction is much more personal and meaningful. Thank-you, Dad and Mom, for your kindness and taking such great care of me. I had a great time and enjoyed our time together.