#75 Be in two places at one time
By the time I am done with this blog, you all may be tired of hearing about Jason... Heck, IIII might be tired of writing about him. ;) Just kidding, J!
For about a month, I was waiting for the weekend of April 25th and 26th. Jason had just let me know that I needed to free up an entire day for something he was planning. Throughout the month, he gave me little snippets of hints about the day and told some of my closest friends just so he could have them aid in torturing me about it.
It wasn't until the last week that it really started to drive me crazy. I was begging for hints and getting all sorts of misleading clues. April 24th, a group of us went to dinner after a special worship service called O2 at church. By the end of the dinner, everyone at our table INCLUDING our waitress knew what my surprise was. To top it off, Jason told me that all of the clues were wrong. AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! A few nights before I thought I knew what we were doing and then he told me all the clues were wrong. It was frustrating at first but then I realized it was a lot less stressful being "back to the drawing board" and only having to wait a few hours to find out.
The next morning, Jason picked me up at my house and we headed to Marietta after dropping a friend off at the airport. Yes, she knew already too!! As soon as we pulled up to the Harley dealership, I said, "I knew it." But then got nervous. After all, the only other time I had been on a motorcycle was for the 15 minutes or so to complete this list. I was nervous about being on one for an entire day (or more as it turns out). It also turns out that all of the clues were right. What a turd!! :)
We went from Marietta back home to see my son's Tball game and then headed to have dinner with his parents and brother on the motorcycle. OH MY!! The spaghetti sauce his mom made was absolutely amazing. Probably second only to my grandfather's homemade Italian gravy AND it had deer meat in it. Soooooo goood!!!!!!
The next morning the five of us headed out on motorcycles to spend the day in NC and SC. WOW... WOW... and WOW!! I took a picture at the NC state line. The next stop was a waterfall that Jason and I hiked down to the base of. It was my favorite part of the whole trip. First, we pulled over to the side of the road so I could take pictures of the waterfall. Jason noticed on the other side of the railing what looked like a 'path' we could climb down. It was fairly steep but I only hesitated for a moment when he asked me if I wanted to try to climb to the bottom. After letting him know about my fear of heights and asking him to be patient on the climb down, we were on our way. There were some parts where we had to refigure our route but we made it to the bottom. The mist from the waterfall was refreshing and the adrenaline from the climb down was exhilarating. I felt so great after we took a couple pictures at the base that I felt no fear on the way back up to the motorcycles. IT. WAS. AWESOME!
We got to the Blue Ridge Parkway and headed up to a spot for a picnic. The scenery was awesome. The company was terrific. The food was great.
The trip back home took us on a curvy road with super tall trees that provided shade to us on the ride. It reminded me of Old Bainbridge Road down in Tallahassee but greener and more spacious. THAT was my favorite part of the ride. It was at this point that I was finally feeling comfortable on the curves. I didn't feel robotic as I leaned with him at each turn. It was all one fluid motion as the bike turned left and right. I moved right along with him.
There were times when we were able to have quick chats but the majority of the time all I did was think. For me... that is dangerous. Many of my thoughts involved me trying to process things going on in my life. Not really blog worthy at this point. The rest of them were just me enjoying the ride, feeling completely content in spending the day with this wonderful man and his amazingly comfortable family. And then it dawned on me... How trusting did I have to be in order to get on the back of a motorcycle with this man, release any sort of control I had and let him drive me around for about 12 hours on a vehicle affectionately nicknamed a donor cycle? VERY trusting, you say? I totally agree. This is not like me at all.
It is such an amazing feeling to finally trust someone as much as I trust him. It wasn't one specific thing that he did to earn that trust. It was (and still is) a series of little things he did to prove to me that I can trust him. Little things like doing what he says he is going to do. I know that when he tells me that he is going to do something that he will do it. There was the "Watchmen" incident but that was resolved through an open and honest conversation. Something that we continue to do. Even about little things. With so many things that are potential struggles, it is extremely important for us to let each other know what is on our mind (whether good or bad). What is even better is that it isn't just something I think is important! He feels the exact same way.
Psalm 56:3 says, "When I am afraid, I will trust in You." I have spent so long trusting God to take care of me - although it has been difficult at times - and trusting him to bring people into my life whom I can trust. My closest friends have proven time and time again that I can trust them (including J). I love that I am able to trust someone enough to give up the kind of control I did this weekend. Mostly because I'm excited to go on a motorcycle ride like that again. Jason has already caught me once doing a double take at motorcycles on the road and I have a feeling it won't be the last.
TASKS #39 and #75... COMPLETED 4/26
where's the pics!?! I had a lot of fun!!
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