It's Time To Get Back On The Horse

My mini-vacation has come to an end.  It was a busy time.  Over the weekend I drove 600+ miles, endured intense heat and humidity, bumper to bumper traffic from Interstate-40 to my hotel room, and billions of people spending the holiday weekend in Gatlinburg.  In the midst of all this chaos my oldest son, who shares my name, got married.  It was a beautiful ceremony in a small Smoky Mountain chapel.  The groom appeared nervous and the bride was beaming.  My son and his new wife seem well suited to one another.  Chloe wasn’t too thrilled about being dressed up and I have never worn a suit in Gatlinburg until now.  A few days before this event my wife and I attended a luncheon with the Archbishop and our other son in honor of his recent ordination.  Other priests were also honored for their combined 500+ years of ministry.  I guess my mini-vacation was really a time to be proud as a parent and to celebrate and recognize my children’s accomplishments.  Today my poor wife was moving slow as she returned to work after six weeks of short term disability.  I know she was exhausted by the end of the day but I am glad that our life is returning to its normal pace and routine.  Even though I was only off for six days, I feel like I’ve been off for six weeks.  It’s time to get back on the horse.