About a year ago, some of my siblings began planning for a special weekend retreat for only my parents, their children, and the spouses. Believe me, this was not an easy feat to find a weekend that worked for all of us. It came with some degree or another of sacrifice for all of us, but it was worth every effort that we made. We met on a September Friday evening at a beautiful, spacious, barn home in PA, complete with 10 bedrooms-one for each sibling/spouse and one for my parents.
Here are the parents-I know that they not only are still in love but are also still enjoying the journey!!
It is so fun to see them laugh!
We actually spent quite a bit of time simply enjoying conversation with each other. Here all the men seem mesmerized by some story that Marlin was telling.
My sister, Marty, and two of her brother-in-laws had some sort of joke about what was happening to this last piece of cheesecake. Yes, we had amazingly, delicious food all weekend long!
Two siblings and or parents prepared a meal with everyone helping to clean up afterward. Marlin and I assisted my sister, Sarah, and her husband Jim in serving a Mexican breakfast buffet of fried potatoes, sauteed vegetables, scrambled eggs, sausage, cheese sauce, salsa, and this yummy hot mustard sauce which Sarah cans herself. For those who still had room for more food there was also a fresh fruit platter and coffee cake. So sorry you missed it! =)
The theme was “Cowboys”.
My sister spent a lot of time prepping for this buffet. She ended up getting most of the supplies since they drove to the cabin and we flew in.
Nice looking cowboys, eh????
The living room had this amazing fireplace, plenty of natural lighting, comfortable couches and chairs, and wooden beams in the ceiling.
My brother, Elam, sent a list of questions to my parents so they could prepare their answers before the reunion and then read their answers at the reunion. It was like a group story because as they read through their answers, the siblings would jump in with their added comments and memories. It was a collection of stories dating all the way back to great grand parents-reminding us of God’s faithfulness, His protection, and goodness. Their were some tears of joy and sorrow along the way.
I didn’t remember to take pictures of every meal, but each one was a culinary delight!
My only regret is that the weekend wasn’t longer. It was truly a blessed time of enjoying the very special relationship of family. These kind of relationships are nurtured and grown in a healthy home of love, godliness, and sacrifice. Thank-you to my very special family, to my beloved parents, and most of all to God who makes this kind of home possible.
Written/posted by Becky