A hot metephor

Those of you not from Utah may not know that it has been the hottest summer on record. More days with temps in the 100's and 90's then ever before. It has been so very hot, but not as miserable as last year, because last year was only the 2nd hottest summer on record but, I was pregnant and sick as a dog.  So on this Sunday the manna that fell from the sky came in liquid form. RAIN!! It cooled the black top, settled down the dust, put the flies in their place, made my hair curl, and brought much needed relief.

My little family was able to take advantage of the wonderful day by heading to the nearby trails once the rain stopped.  I walked with the baby on the front pack carrier and my husband and my toddler rode around on the mountain bike.  The mountain bike has a toddler seat mounted on the cross bar and gives the best view and rush of exhilaration to our adventurer of a son. On this particular day, he and his dad, would climb the hills in front of the baby and me and then they would turn around and zoom past us going down hill and do this over and over again.  All the while Sage and I would be shouting in a Marco- Polo type fashion.  How fun to all be connected by the sound of our voices being carried on the light breeze after the storm. 

  

The experience was a good metaphor for the past few weeks we had as a family. Dharma was diagnosed with melanoma. Like the heat of the summer it was uncomfortable to deal with, but we had to step into it and take it on full force.  He had surgery to remove a large section of skin on his inner thigh, and like the refreshing rain, we were relived that no more cancer remained.  We are thankful for the capable surgeon and for the answer to prayer. 

We will continue with our little family excursions, with more joy in our hearts, and more appreciation for each other after we have been through the heat.