{"id":183,"date":"2012-08-24T03:24:00","date_gmt":"2012-08-24T03:24:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cherylrostek.com\/index.php\/2012\/08\/24\/it-was-the-summer-of-2012\/"},"modified":"2012-08-24T03:24:00","modified_gmt":"2012-08-24T03:24:00","slug":"it-was-the-summer-of-2012","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cherylrostek.com\/index.php\/2012\/08\/24\/it-was-the-summer-of-2012\/","title":{"rendered":"It was the summer of 2012"},"content":{"rendered":"

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My friend Rebekah\u2019s request for a blog post is all the encouragement I need to gather my thoughts and get some writing up on this blog (it\u2019s a bit of a long one people!).  It\u2019s been a busy, wonderful summer and we are enjoying a week of reprieve before we set off for a final mini-trip to the lake to meet our friends from Calgary<\/st1:city>.  In the busyness it has been a bit difficult to find moments where I\u2019m able to gather my thoughts.  I like it when I\u2019m always pondering and reflecting and growing personally and spiritually.  However, it is in moments after temporary busyness that I am able to revel in the small pleasures and blessings, like Tuesday afternoon when Rayna had a particularly long nap and I simply sat outside on our \u2018couch\u2019, closed my eyes and just embraced the still moment of nothing being required of me. <\/div>\n
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Three weeks of our summer was spent traveling in Saskatchewan<\/st1:state>.  I will share what I wrote while we were driving home below.  Otherwise, I have been enjoying working on my novel.  It is slow (because I\u2019m not spending as much time at it as I like), but sure.  And every time I sit down and write I love being with my characters more and more.  What else can I say other than that I think I\u2019m on track for finishing my first draft by the time I go back to work in March and I think I actually have a good read (I really like it anyway!).  And then there is running.  I find myself thankful for many small things, but particularly 2 things: every single moment I am blessed to share with my daughter and the amazing capability of my body to push and perform.  I am training for the \u201930 give \u2018er take\u2019 which is a 30km run around Cultus<\/st1:placename> Lake<\/st1:placetype><\/st1:place>.  In the hills.  It is incredible to run in the trails.  Sometimes I\u2019m not sure if I can do it, but as of last week my running partner, Sarah, and I have implemented a jump in the lake at the end: so worth it!  There is nothing like running a couple hours and then jumping, running clothes and all, into the chill lake.  It\u2019s refreshing and invigorating and makes me feels like a giddy kid.  So come October I will be running this race (probably not jumping in the lake after it given the time of year), whether I am completely ready or not!  And until then I am going to be spending more $ on groceries as I feel like I have the appetite of a teenage boy; with nursing and long runs I am literally always<\/i>hungry and trying to keep myself healthily fueled.<\/div>\n
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This summer has also been spent sending friends off in love.  In spring our dear friends moved firstly to Surrey<\/st1:place>, then back to Manitoba<\/st1:state>to spend some time there prior to moving overseas.  And then we packed up our other dear friends and bid them farewell to Alberta<\/st1:state>where we anticipate a rich, fresh life for them.  However, we still have many wonderful friends still here and were excited to be able to join Chris and Vicky at Chilliwack<\/st1:placename> Lake<\/st1:placetype><\/st1:place> for Rayna\u2019s first camping adventure.  She did awesome sleeping in the tent which was pitched and waiting upon our arrival.  My favorite moment being the morning when she woke up and first rolled to her left and saw me lying there and you could see it in her head \u2018Mom?\u2019 and then she rolled to her right and there was Ryan and she surely was thinking \u2018Dad?  What are you guys doing sleeping in my bed?\u2019  Oh how I love my precious munchkin!  We also had the honor of watching the Roughriders lose both in Regina<\/st1:city>and then in Vancouver<\/st1:city>.  I still carry my green-pride, though I think Ryan\u2019s may be waning now.  But let\u2019s not spend our time talking about the Roughriders.<\/div>\n
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            Saskatchewan<\/st1:state>.  Always home.  Here are the highlights of Saskatchewan 2012 trip.<\/div>\n
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Homeward bound.  What a fantastic summer vacation, introducing Rayna to Saskatchewan<\/st1:state>and to many new faces.  As we entered our home province I was captivated by a sense of freedom: the expansive plains and the crisp clean clear skies made me breathe deep.  It is a different kind of freedom to see the horizon continue miles in the distance; different than the freedom experienced by conquering a mountain by hiking to its summit.  The fields were beautiful and it was great to see blue in the skies that I hadn\u2019t for some time: a blue that is unadulterated, unpolluted, and free of cloud.  And then my captivation of the nature beginning to surround me became obstructed by a phenomenon I had forgotten:  a windshield full of bug guts.  Big juicy bugs splattered all over the glass and streaky bug guts from trying unsuccessfully to clear them with the wipers.  How could I have forgotten?<\/div>\n
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En route Rayna was able to \u2018catch up\u2019 with Auntie Carmen and cousin Kaleb in Okotoks.  Rayna and Kaleb even got mistaken for twins in the double stroller!  Of course, it was wonderful for Grandma and Grandpa Elias to see Rayna again when we reached Swift Current.  She had grown so much in size and development in the 2 months since they had seen her last.  At Grandma and Grandpa\u2019s house cousins Rachael and Isaiah awaited Rayna\u2019s arrival during their 1 week stay away from their Mom and Dad.  Rayna got lots of attention.  Isaiah \u2018read\u2019 her books.  And Rachael spent much time an inch away from her face saying hello and stroking her hair with her index finger.  Rachael also loved to hold Rayna, though only for a moment before saying \u201cgo to Mommy\u201d and pushing her out of her arms.  Rachael also loved to declare \u201cRayna nice.\u201d  We went to the farm (my mom\u2019s cousin\u2019s farm) Friday before Carmen and Jason returned to relieve Grandma and Grandpa of full time duties.  At the farm Rayna met my second cousins and her 3rd<\/sup> cousins and Wanda of course!  Wanda (my mom\u2019s cousin) is a hit with the kids and we are so glad to have her farm as a place to take the kids.  Rayna even experienced her first quad ride!  <\/div>\n
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Rayna also enjoyed a day with Grandma and Grandpa and Auntie and Uncle and cousins while we went off to watch the Roughriders (lose) with Chris and Vicky and Chris\u2019 family.  After the game we met up with my friend, Megan (and Bevan).  A late night home and a new day, Sunday meant more visits with more family.  Our family BBQ brought more introductions of Rayna to her second cousins and great aunts and uncles.  Ryan and Jason and Chris made some new friends and played football in bare feet and managed to come away free of much muscle pain.  We also managed a chance encounter with friends Mark and Erynn, followed by a wonderful dinner at their place a couple days later.  <\/div>\n
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It was a full house at my parents until Carmen and Jason packed up their family, dog included, and squeezed into their Jetta car bound for home in Okotoks.  That was Monday.  Tuesday we all slept.  A lot.  Rayna couldn\u2019t nap enough!  Those cousins of hers are hard work!  We enjoyed a few more days in Swift before heading on to Saskatoon<\/st1:city>.  <\/div>\n
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With a bit of miscommunication we arrived at Ryan\u2019s aunt Bonnie\u2019s place Thursday night at 10 PM<\/st1:time>unexpected to her!  It all worked out just fine and we enjoyed our luxury accommodations at her place and began a new onslaught of visits.  Friday held breakfast, lunch, and supper dates!  First Great Grandma Braun and Great Aunt Shelley, then Great Uncle Darryl, then Brad and Ashley and Raymond.  What an exciting introduction to almost 1 year old Raymond!  He loved her pink button on her jeans and they smiled and talked.   <\/div>\n
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Saturday, I had a lovely breakfast with my friend Erin<\/st1:place>followed by an afternoon family BBQ with Ryan\u2019s cousins and introductions to Rayna\u2019s second cousins.  Sunday we introduced Rayna to the Meewasin trail and took her swimming at the pool with Brad, Ashley and Raymond.  Try as he could, Raymond couldn\u2019t get Rayna to hold his hand (Rayna was getting a bit short on sleep by this point and it took everything just to stop her from crying).  But, no time for a nap, straight to another family dinner and a chance to meet Great Grandma Rostek.  <\/div>\n
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One more full day and full it was.  Rayna met yet more second cousins, on my side.  We had a wonderful visit at my Auntie Anne and Uncle Kip\u2019s place with them and my cousins and cousins\u2019 kids.  Luckily, Rayna managed a nap there before it was off to Great Grandma Rostek\u2019s and then Fuddruckers, of course, for supper.  Following was a night with Brad and Ashley playing Dutch Blitz.  Maybe it was me, but I feel perhaps parenthood has slowed our evening play of this game\u2026or maybe that\u2019s just my excuse for not winning!  One more sleep in Bonnie\u2019s comfie bed for us (and in Bonnie\u2019s closet for Rayna!) and one more breakfast date with Great Grandma Braun before we packed our bags.<\/div>\n
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Though, this was not the end of our visits!  Oh no, Rayna, you will learn, if you haven\u2019t already there are many faces to see.  We enjoyed another Breakfast date with Ryan\u2019s longtime friend, Pam, in Edmonton<\/st1:city>.  And now it is off to Hinton for a dinner date with my wonderful former coworker, Laurie, before stepping foot on BC soil in Valemount.  One more sleep until we return home to Chilliwack<\/st1:city>.  We\u2019re a-coming Fritzy boy, we\u2019re a-coming!<\/div>\n
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What a fabulous trip.  Rayna has learned that she can stay up past 6:30PM<\/st1:time> (her usual bedtime)! That sometimes there\u2019s just no time for napping!  That great family and friends are so important and they love her dearly.  And that we love Saskatchewan<\/st1:state>(and the Saskatchewan Roughriders—even when they lose) even though we live in a province that claims to be the best place on earth.  We have ourselves a good little traveler and thoroughly enjoyed Saskatchewan<\/st1:state>road trip 2012!               <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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