The Rio Frio and Garner State Park

Paul thought i was silly for actually taking a tube and proclaiming that i was gonna float down that 6 inch deep freezing water. but it was pretty fun, Amelia was unsure, but did pretty well. 

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we were so proud of Amelia she "hiked" all the way back from the river bank to our cabin by herself! All the while wearing these tiny reef flip flops. The same flip flops I would wear day in day out no matter my activity ( hiking, repelling, climbing, horseback riding) while being a counselor at summer camp. Our camp director would always yell as I was saddling horses or something "where are your shoes!!?" #flipflopsforlife  (but really I packed real shoes for her too)

Garner state park, we only stopped by but it was so pretty! if you're the camping type, I would recommend this place...

not wanting to pose for a pic

enormous cedar trees


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The babes were taking their nap, Paul too, and I took myself down to this beautiful clear spot to take a time out.  Floating here, feeling the sun, drinking a beer, a time when in my past life I would have just soaked up the moment and felt the all encompassing joy that this life has provided me, that God had provided me. This time, it was a was a chance for me take a timeout from my duties, let the pain, disbelief, and anger wash over me. A chance to let some tears come out. How things have changed! No longer do I feel the protection from God that I used to, the comfort that he will keep my blessings safe. No matter how many times a day I thank Him for each and every one,  He most certainly will not save me from tragedy. That thought alone used to be too scary to even think about, and here I am being forced to live with that truth.  I am being called to a much deeper, more mature understanding of who God is, and I'm not yet ready to embrace it.  Nothing is the same, though life just moves on, despite us.