Mark's baby brother Adam and his wife Sam were leaving us for Australia.
He had been asked to play baseball for a team down there. Both of them had finished school, and they didn't have any babies yet; the timing couldn't be more perfect.
So two weeks after deciding, they were gone.
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| Mac is teaching Uncle Matt about Truck Tunes. Matt is so impressed. |
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| Mac asked for a picture with them, so they would never forget him. |
We talk to them on Facetime occasionally, and drool over their adventures. Adam plays for the team, works part-time in a hotel, and coaches a little league team. He says the kids have the best commentary during games; calling everyone "mate" and "johnny". Sam has searched for a nursing job, but as one hasn't come along yet, she gets to spend her days reading and exploring. She told me that kangaroos are about as common in Australia as deer are here in northern Utah. She sees them on the side of the road all the time! Can you imagine?
They had a little break over New Years, so they took off to New Zealand. And do you know what they did?! Explored the Shire:
Climbed Mount Doom:
And slept on beaches and jumped off bridges.
Can you imagine? The rest of us Gunn siblings are living through them while we change dirty diapers, wash loads of laundry, and referee arguments. I sometimes catch myself dreaming about the day that our babies will be grown and we will be going on adventures, while Adam and Sam are raising their own babies.
Of course I wouldn't trade my life for anything ... but I gotta say, I'm ready to set up a savings account for traveling again. We had one back when we were newlyweds ... but it morphed into our move-to-California fund. We've been penniless our entire marriage, but now Mark is killing it in the chiropractic world, and I am ready to add world travel to our never-ending list of purchases.
Someday.
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