True story: Never have I ever spent one night away from my entire family. This past weekend, I tried it.
My husband and I have only, now, have ever spent 3 nights away from each other in our 18+ year marriage. Two of those times involved hospital stays, which were unavoidable.
I was offered a chance to get away for the weekend.
It would be a time to touch base with my partners for the organization that we volunteer for.
Many things factored into my decision. I wasn't 100% sure I would do it, but didn't shut the door at the offer when it was presented to me as I had done before.
Pros: It would be nearby, definitely able to return home quickly if I needed to. Time with friends. Time to unwind. Time to advance the non profit organization. Family would be able to join us the second night.
Cons: BEING AWAY FROM MY FAMILY. My daughter would actually be in the same city due to her church retreat. I've reluctantly learned to sleep with her away. I had slept, again reluctantly, without my husband at least twice. But I had never slept away from my son. No one to take care of my mom or our animals. Besides our chickens, Panda absolutely refused to let anyone else in the yard much less take care of him. Sadly,Panda suddenly was on the verge of leaving us. I didn't want to miss that. Dad's birthday would be on the day that I would leave. I would be away from my family.
I decided to accept, depending on Panda. Unfortunately, Panda ended up passing. The path was clear. I talked to my husband and asked if he would be OK to stay and hold down the fort. It was hard enough to get anyone over here to visit, let alone stay the night with my mom. He was OK with it. I ultimately decided to stay one night and come back the next since we would be done with our meeting by Saturday afternoon.
I found it hard to discuss with Isaac. I decided that if he was sad about it, I would take him with me since I knew that one of the rooms would have 2 single beds. When I finally talked to him about it, he was cool with it. I think his decision was based mostly on that he would not have access to his video games. I wasn't sure if there would be WI-FI and I wouldn't be able to entertain him really. He decided to stay.
So things worked out. I baked a cake for my dad on the morning we left-his favorite: white cake, white icing, jelly filling topped with coconut.
The only other thing I was worried about was when we got to the house: spirits.
It was an beautiful, old, renovated house. I could tell by some glass on the windows that it was old. I even thought I heard a female whisper on the way down the stairs, but I prayed it away.
I ended up having a great time! I didn't cry although I was a little miffed that Isaac didn't miss me more. Bernie SAYS he had trouble sleeping, but I'll never know. I basically exhausted myself by staying up late and slept with the light on just to be sure. Plus, I took a fan for white noise. The ultimate comfort.
I really only took two pictures-one of the house when we arrived and one of our desserts, lol.
The rest I left it from my friend's Facebook account.
I figured I would take this chance to experience a night away. I feel better things are coming and I may just have to go to overnight conferences, meetings, etc. for the betterment of what I need to do.
It really helped that I got to be with and encouraged by a great group of friends! And when Bernie showed up the next night to have dinner with the other husbands, it seemed a little like we were courtin' again-an exciting feeling. Another benefit to my night away!