Kari and Michael are Ian and Colin’s parents. Ian was “one of my kids” on my mission trip to Sicily in 2007. Colin is Ian’s little brother. I love the boys and they let me, which is pretty cool, cuz I’m just an old lady.
This week I got to meet their parents, who live in Chico. The ladies on my mom’s side of the family get together every December for a shopping trip. This year we met up in Grass Valley. Kari and I, who have become friends without actually meeting in person, have been wanting to meet, and they live “sort of close” to Grass Valley, so I extended the trip a bit and planned on making that happen.
I flew into Sacramento and was very glad that I hadn’t checked any bags because I don’t think I would have been able to find it in piles of luggage in the baggage claim area! 🙂
I retrieved my rental car (a Ford Focus which got nearly 34 mpg, btw) and had the most lovely and serene drive from the airport there to Chico. This sunset was happening out my driver’s side window. The smell of freshly turned earth was in my nose. The mist was settling into the valleys and around the hills. Geese, swans, and heron were settling in for the night in various water filled rice fields. The grass was emerald green between the groves of fruit and nut trees. It was one of the most nearly perfect drives I have ever taken. It was too dark for pictures, but the sunset made it all magical.
Kari and Michael? Love them. I stayed with them before going to Grass Valley for the weekend. I drove out to Grass Valley and pulled up to where I would spend the next two days…a beautifully restored victorian home, A Victorian Rose. There I met up with my mom, my aunt Leslie, my aunt Lynne, my cousins Jane and Jeannie, Jane’s mother-in-law Norma, and an old family friend Susie. We spent time together, laughed together, dined together, and shopped together. We had the house to ourselves and we made ourselves at home.
My Mom, Jeannie, Jane, Norma, Leslie, Susie and Lynne enjoying dinner together
We left there on Sunday morning with a light snow falling. Perfect. I returned to Michael and Kari’s to spend more time getting to know them and fellowshipping with them.
Michael, Me, and Kari in Bidwell Park by the redwoods
Good times with family. Good times with new friends. But it’s always good to get back home, isn’t it?
Thanks to all for making this trip a wonderful one. And thanks to Vickie for taking care of “my girls”, Mew Ling and Lu Na, once again.