This year's family vacation with my four younger kids, whom my late husband Mark dubbed "the Quads," is to Moab, Utah. We've been thinking of Mark because we came here as a family four years ago. And we rafted on the Colorado. Which is what we did yesterday. Thus the title of this post, "2.0."
The river was higher then, and the rapids were pretty intense.
This year, the water level was a lot lower due to dramatically lower snow melt from the Colorado Rockies. This made for a mellower trip, and the kids spent a lot more time in the river this year than they did in 2014.
|2014. They've grown up during the past four years.|
|Our guide, Seth|
|Aaron cooling off.|
This trip was different from the one four years ago, and that's normal. That's the way it is supposed to be. Like the waters of the Colorado River, life moves on, carrying us forward to new experiences. But we never forget where we have come from; things that we have seen, felt and experienced in the current of life; and, most of all, people whom we loved ... and who loved us.