Here we are in Oregon. I thought Montana had the most beautiful country, but perhaps I was wrong. I can’t get over all the colors here in Oregon. It seems every type of flower grows plentiful here. The scenery is breathtaking. I’m really appreciating the cooler temps here, too. Leave it to me to bring along record breaking temps with me. I’ve only had one MS relapse (more of a flair that lasted a couple of days). It was because it got so hot driving through Idaho that the generator wouldn’t work so the AC went out. Jaret was outside on the hot asphalt under the RV working on the generator while us girls had cool towels with a fan blowing on us. I could feel the buzzing starting and then the weight of a heavy blanket being thrown on me. The shocks started in my hands and then behind my knees. Multiple Sclerosis is the secret, sometimes hidden memory that you want to forget so badly, but always seems to reappear to remind you of its ugliness. I have so much to be thankful for in my MS journey, it could be SO MUCH WORSE. Heat is my worst enemy though and always awakens the “demon” I carry.
One of the best things about this adventure is the people we’ve been able to connect with. We’ve visited with two brothers, old high-school friends, and friends from church that are now missionaries. Not to mention the countless number of strangers we meet at the campsites. One Sunday, the girls and I made homemade chocolate cake and took some to our “neighbors”. They were an older couple that were flying an American flag along with a Vietnam Veteran flag on their RV. We gave them some cake and thanked them for their service and love for our country. We couldn’t believe their response of thankfulness! Doesn’t it always seem to happen that way? We try to do something nice for someone, but instead we get the blessing? God is so good that way. 😊 Meeting and talking with people has been such a great feeling. Actually hugging people has been AMAZING! I feel like we are a part of the great “social distancing” experiment, and it’s not going so well. We need human interaction. Side note: do not watch “I am Legend” with your 11 year old while parked in a very dark and creepy campground. Some days I feel like I am one step away from setting up some friendly mannequins myself. (If you haven’t seen the movie, you need to for that to make sense.)
I do, however, miss my personal quiet time I was able to have before. Time to quiet my mind, reflect, and seek the Lord’s direction for what’s next. Somehow sitting at the dinette with Grace-Anna munching her fruit loops, Analise playing her Ukulele while singing “A Cup of Coffee for your head”, and the dogs wrestling at my feet, does not make a holy of holies. Today I was able to walk down to a creek and sit quietly and listen. All I could hear was “Do not miss this.” There are big and small moments all around me. It’s up to me to grab hold of them and tuck them away. Are there lessons to be learned here? Will all of this come to end soon? I’m certain that these seconds will tick away, too, and I don’t want to miss a moment.
Hello. My name is Jenny Sullivan. I am a 40-something mother to 4 kiddos (Our oldest 2 are homegrown and our youngest 2 daughters are adopted from Ethiopia and China). I enjoy horses, gardening, and writing. I love to laugh and I hope I can add humor into your day by reading my blogs. I believe God loves to see His children smile. My life is not an easy one, we face challenges of all sorts daily. I hope by blogging, I can share these experiences with you and take you along on this Perfect Adventure with me!