I’m back. I had a good weekend. It was nice to get away for a few days. Shiloh was wonderful. I had no trouble out of her at all, and I don’t think she was an annoyance to other women either. I did my best to make sure the other women didn’t feel like they had to babysit or take care of Shiloh. I wanted them to enjoy their child-free weekend. None of them seemed to mind that Shiloh was there, and several of them commented on how well she did. That being said, it would be nice to get away without her for a couple days. Just so I wouldn’t have to be “Mommy”. But she was really really really good and I think she had fun.
It ended up being ten women (plus Shiloh) that went to Gatlinburg this weekend. It was so nice to have some “girl time” and to get to know some of the women better. I already knew all of them, at least a little bit from church, but this was more time than I’ve spent with most of them. Our ages ranged from early twenties to probably mid to late forties but we all get along well and the age thing isn’t an issue.
We had a service to go to on Thursday night and Friday night. Both of them were thought-provoking and interesting, but neither one was “life changing” for me. I enjoyed them though.
Friday night, after we got back to the cabin, we all changed into pjs and after Shiloh went to bed we talked about the service a little bit and had some prayer time for anyone that wanted it. Several of the woman wanted prayer for specific things and we spent some time with that. Everyone had an opportunity for prayer, but I didn’t really feel like I had any specific issues at the moment. I felt okay letting the evening be more about some of the other women.
I ended up getting more out of the time we spent praying for the other women. During that time, God showed me something that was quite a surprise to me. And it was like someone else would say something and it would add a bit to what God had showed me. I spent half of the prayer time in shock over what I had discovered. It really wasn’t anything that huge, but it is to me. I’m still not really sure how I feel about it. I’m okay about it, but… I guess I’m kind of surprised at myself. Again, it’s nothing that huge, it’s just something I didn’t know, that I do now. Something I was lying to myself about in a way. But maybe something I wasn’t ready to see until now… I don’t know. I almost told the women about it on Friday night, but I didn’t feel like I needed prayer for it, and I think it was more of just a realization for me. I don’t know that everyone else would have understood. I haven’t decided whether or not to blog about it yet. I might, but not today.
Friday and Saturday, during the day, we were free to go shopping and whatever we wanted. Of course I forgot Shiloh’s stroller, so I may have sweated off a few pounds carrying a 32 pound child. It was fun and relaxing and I can’t wait to go next year. (And hopefully I’ll have a babysitter next year too.)
4 Comments
November 9, 2009 at 9:52 pm
How nice for you to get away like that. Sounds like you had a great time. I love getting away with the girls!
November 9, 2009 at 11:14 pm
It sounds like a great weekend!
November 10, 2009 at 12:45 pm
You know, I’ve had a few moments like that over the last year since my divorce. A lot of it has only been the result of soul searching, talking with other, meditation, and prayer. Most of the realizations have been over my part in the dissolution of my marriage and realizing that my Ex,while not the woman I want to be with, isn’t all bad. Denial is a protection device we use to shield ourselves from pain. Problem is, without the truth (and resulting pain) we don’t grow. Good for you!
November 11, 2009 at 1:37 pm
glad you had a good weekend and everyone desrves down time! GB!