Road Trip (Day Five)

Journaling our first big family road trip with our old and rusty well-loved Dodge Caravan.

(Minnesota – North Dakota – Manitoba – Dugald). Road time: 8 hrs


June 26 (Monday).

We came down at 7:40 AM for breakfast. The dining area was packed! We almost went down to the lower level of the inn because we couldn’t find a table. The sign that I noticed last night now made sense.

Two men drinking their coffee gave us their seats when they saw we have 2 little ones with us. It was very kind of them. And we were grateful. Another person gave us a spare chair for Mira. I nodded and gave him thanks. We didn’t see any high chairs so Diane ended up on Ian’s lap. We all shared the small table, and had bagels, muffins and cold cereal for breakfast. I had a cup of hot chocolate. Ian had coffee as usual, and the girls had apple juice. We ate in a rush to give room to others who were waiting for tables to be available. By the time we finished breakfast, the swimming pool was open for the day.  Continue reading

Road Trip (Day Four)

Journaling our first big family road trip with our old and rusty well-loved Dodge Caravan.

(Linwood – Mackinac – Wisconsin – Minnesota). Road time: 11 hrs

Google map.

June 25 (Sunday).

Mira likes to stretch when she sleeps, and she has a habit of kicking her blankets off. When I opened my eyes, she was sprawled over half of the air mattress, while Ian and I were squished on the other half, with Ian’s back pressing on the mesh of the playpen. I woke up Ian and asked him to move to the other side where there’s more space. We carefully moved Mira, who was sleeping on top of the comforter, under the covers, between us. I went back to sleep, but not for long. Diane woke up and wanted to chat. She started getting fussy so I brought her to our bed. It was 6:45 AM. The campground was still quiet. Continue reading

Road Trip (Day Three)

Journaling our first big family road trip with our old and rusty well-loved Dodge Caravan.

(Mississauga – London – Sarnia – Michigan Border – Frankenmuth – Linwood).
Road time: 6 1/2 hrs


June 24 (Saturday).

Ian’s alarm went off. It was still dark outside. We kissed, and he slipped out the door to meet the guys for an early breakfast, and to drive them to the airport for their flight to Manitoba. The girls were both up and exploring the room when Ian came back from the airport. We started packing some of our things and went down at 9:45 for a family brunch, bringing some of our luggage with us. It was the same food selection from yesterday except for the fruits. We loaded up our plates and enjoyed another feast. The day was definitely warm but with cooler breeze this time. We left the hotel around 11:30 AM. Ian played some Jazz music on the radio. Diane and I both fell asleep.

Cute toddler blowing kisses.When I woke up Mira was still singing some nursery rhymes repeatedly. I took a video of her. She noticed what I was doing and blew me a kiss. My heart melted! My finger quickly hit the camera button on my phone. I was ecstatic I was able to capture this precious moment! What a sweetheart! ❤

From the horizon, I could see billows of fluffy clouds in a bright blue sky. It was beautiful. The clouds look so soft.

We stopped in London around 2 PM to stretch our legs and grab some supplies. Outside the Dollar Store we parked and ate our packed left over food, and then we hit the road again. Diane stayed awake this time; talking to herself, giggling and making lots of cute noises, sometimes even singing. Mira on the other hand, took a nap.  Continue reading

Road Trip (Day Two)

Journaling our first big family road trip with our old and rusty well-loved Dodge Caravan.

(Mississauga – Toronto – Mississauga). Road time: 2 hrs


June 23 (Friday).

Mira woke up around 7 and came looking for me. In the dark, I could see her figure, standing beside our bed where I was. She then made a sound and wanted me to pick her up and nurse. Diane was still sleeping, tired from being up late last night.

We all finally made it downstairs for breakfast. It was 8:30. The dining area was right across from the lobby, with booths and tables and bars. We chose a booth to sit and grabbed 2 high chairs for the girls. Devon joined us for breakfast. We had a feast. We were so pleased with the amount of food there was! I started my plate with the first food on the assembly line, scrambled eggs. I then loaded it up with breakfast sausages, bacon, French toasts, diced fried potatoes, and different kinds of fruits. I skipped the cereals. I need something heavy. I did the same thing for Mira and Ian’s plates. Diane shared her daddy’s food so I loaded his plate with more. The girls shared some yogurt after. I had to go back for seconds. And so did the rest of the adults in our table. The guys had coffee. I had tea and orange juice. It was a fine meal. A very fulfilling breakfast!

Enjoying our continental breakfast @ Four Points Hotel.

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Road Trip (Day One)

Journaling our first big family road trip with our old and rusty well-loved Dodge Caravan.

(Port Elgin – Tara – Stratford – Mississauga).  Road time: 4 hrs


June 22 (Thursday).

We left our house in Port Elgin just before 3 in the afternoon. As soon as we dropped off Sandy at the kennel in Tara, we made our way to Stratford. Ian’s friend, Devon, who was driving with us for the first leg of our trip, wanted to look at a 7 string Russian guitar that his distant relatives owned so we stopped by at their house in Stratford. The town was very quaint. Almost picturesque. We didn’t really get to look around but we heard that it is well known for their theatrical plays.

After a couple of turns upon entering town, we arrived at a white house with a blue door. It was 5 minutes before five. Continue reading

On Father’s Day

I can hear the birds outside chirping away while the leaves of our maple tree dance with the wind. A gentle breeze touches my face as it enters the dining room through the open window. The air is warm.

The sun has been playing peek-a-boo with the clouds. But when it comes out from hiding, the paved street brightens up, and shadows appear. The street has been quiet for awhile as if everybody is taking an afternoon nap.  Continue reading

Only grace.

I feel like falling into an abyss. I wish to wake up from it, but the problem is… I am awake. And THIS is real.

I need to write to declutter my thoughts. To get rid of this heaviness in my chest. And to hopefully pull this pit out of my stomach that is making me feel numb, lost and deeply sad all at the same time.

I need to write to emerge from the black hole. A part of me have been retreating from the world ever since I heard the sad news about someone that had been very instrumental to my faith. I still feel a lump in my throat when I think about it. For some reason the ground beneath my feet became more unstable.  Continue reading