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Relax & Recharge

 


Little did I know last spring when my daughter, Amy, and I got away for a three-day retreat together, how it would refresh our souls for the summer days to come with her challenges at work and my issues with extreme heat and fires close to home.

 

Now in the Monsoon rains when I feel like I’m living in a mist and also in the midst of an occasional downpour, I cherish memories of our restful stay in Cave Creek, a popular western-style little town filled with shops and restaurants along with classy resorts.  I like the one we chose with comfy casitas and beautiful green grounds.

 

I loved those times with Amy as we cooked together in the cute little kitchen, watched old romantic comedies while snacking on popcorn, shopping, morning Bible study together with prayer, swimming, playing rummy on the back patio, and eating out.








My heart says chocolate and wine but my jeans say:

  “Goodness, girl, eat a salad.”



After an invigorating beautiful hike, we found a local place for breakfast and the friendly server talked us into their special, Loaded Oatmeal!







Shopping!!!  Look at the haul in the back seat.





My other daughter who passed through the Phoenix area with her family invited us out for breakfast.  Talk about a perfect last day to a wonderful mini vacation with fun, rich food and lots of family.



I love what the Bible says about peaceful rest:

 “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.  He leadeth me beside the still waters.  Psalm 23: 1-2


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  1. You ladies are so beautiful! I love Cave Creek, but I'm a bit surprised that lovely resort was open. Due to the pandemic my former workplace closed all its Arizona resorts towards the end of March.

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    1. It is a busy place with golfers there but the casitas are very private and roomy. Amy and I each had a separate bedroom. The grounds are gorgeous. I would go there again.

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  2. R&R = Relax and Recharge is a Must.
    The last picture, a 'girls' picture, is one of a beautiful, happy family.

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    1. It was great to enjoy breakfast food together at one of our family's favorite spots.

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  3. Not only a great "mom-daughter" quality time but really a good time to rest and be recharged. All pics are proofs you had a wonderful time. Praying all is well with you always sister Mary. God bless and protect you all always.

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    1. Thank you for thinking of me and I always appreciate your prayers. You have mine, friend!

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  4. Such wonderful pictures. So glad you got to have that time. Hugs and blessings, Cindy

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  5. Such beautiful memories, sweet friend! May God bless you with many, many more! Sending love and hugs to you!

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