Our time in Florida wrapped up with a not-long-enough visit at the Watson home. We were stationed in Kodiak together for 3 years and experienced trials and tribulations together, including the adoption of the twins for us and a little girl for them. In fact, the day we brought the twins home, I was a zombie - exhausted, unsure of what we were getting in to, equally unsure of what to do. The foster family that had the boys prior to us flew to Kodiak with us for a transitional period... which was difficult for the boys to comprehend and us to manage.
But I digress. When we arrived home to our waiting three children and my mother-in-law, we quickly realized what we DIDN'T have for the boys. My dear friend, Lisa, appeared at my door, poked her head in to get a glimpse of the newest family members and whisked me off to Wal-Mart. Small town Wal-Marts are infamous gathering places where the saying "everyone knows everyone" holds true. I walked into the store and was approached by several people who knew we'd just added to the Vorholt zoo. I remember answering their questions, but then couldn't recall what I needed, why I was there. Lisa took over and had me push the cart while she filled it with necessities... Simple things.... That's all I needed that day. Simple necessities, simple acts, simple empathy. Because the next few months would be filled with complex nightmares, complex knowledge and even more complex happiness.
Again, I digress.
The Watsons, along with the amazing members of USCG Station Ft. Lauderdale, treated us to a day of galley lunch, boat rides and beach time. The new boat was PERFECT with a chair that fit the boys AND had a seat belt! Seat belt on a boat = happy mommy! Allen was allowed to drive for a few minutes and I wonder if he'll consider that opportunity when it comes to choosing his future path.... Hmmmm...
Memories were made and I will share a few with you.
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