January 4, 2015. Nuevo Vallarta, Mexico. A Journey.

Every journey is an adventure. Poor Christina and the girls. Coming to Puerto Vallarta, they stayed the night in Houston, due to delayed flights. In all the years of traveling to PV, Ken and I have never been stuck in Houston. Now it has happened twice during one visit. Today, the flight leaving PV was late, which meant that Christina and the girls missed their flight to Jackson. Once again, they are stuck in Houston for the night, and will stay in the same hotel as when they came down. Molly will not be pleased to miss school tomorrow. Our intention had nothing to do with having Christina and the girls look after us. The goal was R&R. But things have changed and what happened with their visit was a godsend to us. They went to the market for us and left us enough food in the fridge and pantry to last a few days. Now we do not need to go out for every meal. We can eat breakfast leisurely. Last evening they brought everything from the lockers. It look them ten minutes while it would have taken us an hour or more. But the most important part of their visit was their presence. Last evening we ate pizza watching the sunset while sitting on the balcony. It was delightful. They diverted us with their presence. We are so grateful they came. Now I will be happy when they get home.