From One Wonderful Beach to Another

So last week my husband, Rich, and I took a much needed short vacation to St. John, USVI. This was my surprise Christmas present and quite honestly from December 25th until the day we left was counting the days with anticipation.

Unfortunately, we left on a day when another big winter storm was barreling down on the Northeast. Our flight was scheduled to leave at 6:30am heading for Washington, DC, so of course we were up at 4:30 only to find out that our flight was cancelled leaving us scrambling to find another route.

Although we were delayed 5 hours, had an extra stop (FYI, I don't fly well at all and prefer less time in the air) I never let my spirits get down. I was going to a new place, warmer and clearer waters in the middle of winter.

I have to catch myself here. We live in what I think is one of the most beautiful places on earth, The Outer Banks of NC. But, the winters can be a little brutal with strong cold winds and frequent drizzling or pouring rain.

I missed all the scenery for the Virgin Island upon our arrival but awoke to a gorgeous warm day.

The first day consisted of snorkeling and swimming. I was just happy to be in warm water again.

The day ended with drinks and catching up with new and old friends. Exactly what island living is all about.

It was sad to leave this little part of paradise. I dreaded coming back to the cold and wet. I missed my kids and my pups and was really ready to have them all shipped south and live in a small house in the hills selling trinkets to passing tourists.

I am ready for my little side of paradise right here at home. Longer days with inviting waters and cooler night breezes. Summer time, Bring It On!

Correction

So I am definitely new to this blogging stuff and made a big typo on last blog "Should I Have Been Born?". I am definitely Pro-Life. I think my brain was numb from the cold this morning. Thanks Pastor Rick for pointing that out. Boy, do I need a vacation.

Should I Have Been Born?

So today many people are "celebrating" the Roe v. Wade decision.  I decided to spend it with my husband, Rich, and son, Benjamin, on our boat attempting to catch Striped Bass.  That was a disaster and have just now gotten feeling back in my fingers and toes so that I can write this.

I have never really been one to declare loudly my feeling on this very important Supreme Court decision but I do have an opinion.  I am definitely pro-life.  But, I have a reason for this.

When I was conceived, abortion was illegal.  I know the stories about back room abortions at the expense of the mother's health, however, I find it very ironic that around this same "celebration" for feminists and other pro-choicers we are also hearing the story of an abortion butcher from Philadelphia who murdered babies born alive and could also be responsible for the death of at least one woman and sterilization of others.  I thought Roe v. Wade was suppose to eliminate all that.

See, I was adopted.  Of course, adoption at that time was completely different than what it is like today.  It was sealed and generally the mother did not see that child once it was placed with a family.  So, would I be here today if there was an easier choice for my birth mother?  Who knows.

I was fortunate.  I had very loving Christian parents who I feel tried to always do what was best for my well being.  They were not perfect and I am sure made some mistakes, but isn't that what parenthood is all about?

I think I have just had this feeling about abortion in this way:  God made that child and regardless what people think it is a baby at conception.  I have seen the heartbeat of my own children when they were just little kidney beans.  Once a baby is gone, we will never know the impact that child might have made on our society.  God has a plan for all of us (although many of us never follow what he wants- you know, free will) so what if one of those children in the dumpster was the one that was going to cure cancer, or HIV, or feed the world?  Who knows?

Now, I have not done any of those things, but what if one of my children is destined for something to help others, or their children and so on and so on?  There is a purpose for every single life.

Will Roe v. Wade ever be overturned?  Can't answer that one.  Will it really matter?  Probably not because people will still find a way to do something if so determined.

So for now,  I thank God that my birth mother decided not to have me disposed of.  I actually have respect for her that she could go through pregnancy, labor and delivery to hand me over to a complete stranger.  Not so sure I could do that.

As I watch my children grow and develop, I am thankful every day for her decision.

 

One of a million bloggers.

So while it is so dead here on the Outer Banks of NC, I thought I would blog.  I know.  What's so special about that.   There are millions of bloggers out there talking about politics, fashion, cooking and any other mundane event going on in their lives.

Never really being one to write in a diary,  I am trying something completely new.  More than likely, no one will ever read this, probably not even me.  But, I just want to try something new.

Right now my town is basically closed.  It's winter time here on OBX so the crowds are gone and it is freezing cold.  For some, this is the time of year they look forward to.  No tourons clogging up the roads and making stupid road maneuvers.  I don't know what happens to people when they hit the Wright Brothers Memorial bridge but I swear they leave their brains on the Currituck side.

So what do the locals do here.  Many leave.  I was surprised this Christmas with a trip to St. John, VI, from my husband.  Leaving this Thursday.  Can't wait for warm beaches.