Saturday Morning Hike at Timberline Park

On Saturday morning, hubby and I took the kids down to Loew's hardware store so we could pick out some supplies for our basement project. Having 3 kids in a hardware store when you are trying to pick out home furnishing is no fun. No fun for them. No fun for us. After about an hour of that, I decided it was time to take the kids on our Saturday morning hike.

It was just me and the kids again, so I needed to find somewhere local to hike that wouldn't be too long or too taxing. Just down the road was Timberline Park. "No, I don't want to go there" I thought. "Why not?" I said to myself "it has been nearly 17 years since THAT day."

Timberline park has a special memory for me. When I was in high school, it was the park where kids went because they wanted some privacy while making out. That's not the memory it holds for me. No, Timberline Park was the location that my then-fiance took me when he asked for his engagement ring back. Well, asked might be the wrong word. He pretty much told me to give it back. Apparently the idea that I was planning on using it in a few short months was immaterial to him.

It wasn't the best day I ever had. So, here I am, 17 years later and still not wanting to return to that park? Come on...that doesn't make any sense. After all, God used that opportunity to bring me together with Hubby...who is the greatest man in the world for me. So, off to the park I went. I got there and my older girls said "Hey, we've been here before. Grandma and Grandpa took us hiking here." Then they climbed out of the car and scampered off into the exact direction of that fateful "ring-returning" encounter. And it turned out that the idea of going back to that park was much more disturbing than actually going back to that park. It is a lovely park. The kids loved it and I can't wait to go back. So I guess that turned out all right. =)