Conference Weekend in Port Townsend

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Last weekend I got to enjoy watching General Conference all by myself in a little motel in Port Townsend. I was feeling really stressed after a few sleepless nights with a sick Mason, so Ryan suggested I go have some me time. This would be my only chance to get away before I have the boys to myself for two weeks while he’s off at a work training, so I booked a last minute room and headed out on my little adventure!

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My room was definitely nothing fancy, but it gave me some alone time to be able to hear myself think. That’s all I needed. I enjoyed listening and receiving guidance from the Spirit. One impression that stood out to me was that I needed to change the way I blog. I love blogging to document our family stories, but occasionally I get sucked into the concept of trying to make it a job and earn money from it. I felt specifically that I needed to provide for the spiritual needs of my family, and the Lord would provide the rest. For that impression, I am very grateful.

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My stay in Port Townsend wasn’t your typical dreamy day on the beach – the whole town was covered in a heavy layer of fog. I took a walk along the beach and the fog was so thick I couldn’t see the waterline! It was kind of spooky and cool.

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Even though it was foggy, I took several walks and enjoyed being out and about going for a mini adventure on my own. Safeway was a 15 minute walk from my hotel, so I enjoyed walking there to get groceries and lunch. I ordered a “big grilled cheese,” which was basically a heart attack on bread. The first few bites were sooooo good, then I suffered through the rest. I should have asked them to hold the bacon.

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While I was gone, Ryan took the boys on a little adventure of their own.

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After 24 hours by myself, I felt desperately homesick. Sleeping alone in a strange place was a little scary, and I missed my warm cozy bed. I missed my loud boys, and I realized that home noise is way better than the noise of strangers. I could hear a baby crying in the room next door, and it made me long to hold my own babies. I was supposed to stay for two nights, but I ended up cutting it short and driving home to my family. It felt so good to be reunited, even after a short time away.

The next day, we all lounged on the couches and watched the Sunday sessions of Conference together.

Organize yourselves; prepare every needful thing; and establish a house, even a house of prayer, a house of fasting, a house of faith, a house of learning, a house of glory, a house of order, a house of God; Doctrine & Covenants 88:119
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