Many of you know I am part of an online forum called MOMYS (Mothers of Many Young Siblings). I joined the MOMYS digest when I had but 2 children and couldn’t even post questions because of my “Read-Only” status. When I was pregnant with my 4th child, I joined the forum side of the house and gained some wonderful friendships and advice there over the years.
Three years ago one of the MOMYS put together a retreat that was in my neck of the woods (if you count 5 hours away my neck of the woods!) and we packed up the family and headed over to meet many wonderful women I had only “met” online. (Isn’t the 21st century amazing?!)
That first year it was blistering hot and I was immensely pregnant (with Emily). The rooms were not air conditioned and our windows would not open. The mattresses were little better than boards and I seriously entertained the idea of sleeping on the concrete sidewalk outside. To boot, the cafeteria was at the top of the hill, and to a pregnant woman, it might have well been Mt. Everest. Yet despite my discomfort, I walked away from that retreat refreshed. Because I had met these people IRL (in real life) I felt I knew them much better, and friendships were forged that will never be forgotten.
The second year, the retreat moved to a closer (and nicely air conditioned!) location. Many families who had been there the previous year, returned. There were many new faces as well. I came hesitantly because Emily’s death was still so fresh in our hearts. In fact, I had already filled out our reservations prior to her death and could not bring myself to remove her name. When I arrived, the ladies had bought me a silver pin with a bow and arrow in honor of Emily. There were many tears shed and hugs shared that weekend.
This year it was like coming home. The MOMYS are an incredible group of ladies. No two are alike and yet we can all come together in Christian unity and worship and fellowship in love. We enjoy our time there so very much.
I do want to share a good laugh we had at the expense of an unsuspecting misspeller…
From the shelf in our room:
I honestly don’t know what HEAVEY LOUDS are, but I was very careful to speak softly when standing near this shelf. ;o)