My Weekend Away

My uncle passed away last weekend after suffering from an unknown illness. I was sad to hear of his passing. My thoughts were mostly with my dad who had lost his first sibling. It is a different stage of life now and that always brings on new thoughts and feelings. When I found out when the funeral was going to be and that it was being held in Utah, Ryan and I made arrangements that I could be there. Ryan was a great support and was willing to let me go a couple of days early to have some "away" time.

I flew out of Cincinnati Thursday afternoon. I strangely walked through security by myself. It is amazing how easy it is when you don't have three carry-ons, a stroller, a car seat, 6 pairs of shoes, 4 jackets, one blanket and a diaper bag. It was a breeze compared to what I was used to doing with the kids. I sadly didn't get in first class but was happy to make it on the plane. Ironically enough, my cousin, his wife and five kids and my aunt (the wife to my uncle who had passed) were on my flight. What a small world. I sadly was seated next to a "dirty old man" (he called himself that. I am just agreeing with him). He was totally wasted and continued to drink on the flight. I tried to be nice and talk to him in the beginning but I soon realized he wouldn't stop talking and I wasn't about to let this guy ruin my peaceful flight without my kids. So I put on my headphones and ignored him. Rude I know. But this opportunity doesn't come too often.

I had a great time with my parents. I slept in the first morning and then laid in bed for an hour reading a book. I NEVER GET TO DO THAT! Friday, I was able to go to a craft fair with my mom, aunt and cousin. It was so fun. My mom and I had a blast together and she spoiled me rotten. Again, can I reiterate how nice it was not to be pushing a stroller, finding snacks, appeasing begging and silencing whining. It was just me. ME!

The funeral was Saturday. My two brothers were there and also my sister. We saw so many cousins we hadn't seen in years. Everyone referenced me as "oh you are cute little Tiffany". I thought I had grown up but oh well, I guess I will always be that little girl to most of them. It was great to hear stories about my uncle. You can't help but reflect on your life as you hear the memories of a life that has been completed. What can I do better or what do I want to be known for? What do I want my kids to learn from me? Or what do I want them remembering me doing? So many things to ponder and think about. So many.

I am so grateful to Ryan for taking care of the kids. It was so nice to be just me for a couple of days. I missed them a lot and realized so much of who I am is being their mom. I love that. I was so happy to see them again and got great big hugs from all of them. Especially Ryan!