We are back in our beloved Many Glacier Valley for another summer! Brief backstory: James started here in '03 for Glacier Park Boat Co. I began playing piano in the Historic 200-room Hotel in '05. Many experiences, many memories, lots of music. Josephine's spending her second summer up here, hard to say if she remembers anything from last year...
Now, the snow lingers lovingly on the mountains, exaggerating the craggy details. More clouds & wind than sun. Missoula was hot when we left, feels like we've regressed a couple months in the weather. Always shocks the system. Heavy rainstorms when we arrived caused big slides on the side of Mt Altyn, right through South America. Do you see it?
Our Wednesday arrival was moody- mountains socked in, pouring rain. The weather was me again- emotional, chilly, releasing. We've seen plenty of melancholy days here, nature reminds me it's ok to feel stormy. With change comes grief for what has been.
Shortly after our arrival, our fab pals came in. Ty is the steadfast motor of GPBCo, an encouraging friend to us. Sammi- the witty & wise big sister I never had, and Savannah is the same to Josey. Snuggling with Baby Maddox may sway my registration in 'newborns anonymous' - he's a charmer! Josey searched for sweet Savannah "Nana? Nana?" after they left. Relatable friends who are making this challenge of seasonal family life work- needed and valued. More summer fun with this crew in the cards!
I think these transitions have been confusing for our honey-cinnamon girl. She is stubborn like her Daddy, but super sweet, too! Uppa downa... not sure where she gets that ;) Lots of changes and repeat sicknesses, lots of whining. I think we're on the mend - thanks to zzzz's, intermittent sunshine, Grandma & Grandpa's helpful visit, and of course: trail time.
I want to get settled, find the rhythm. "Give it time," says my calm husband to his crazy wife. The swollen waters from the rain have mellowed, but the gouges on Mt Altyn will remain. Trying to breathe deep, lower my expectations, come down from school. Music helps.
Seclusion is actually not the norm in this busy valley. We live with 7 other Boat Captains in this house. Cooking for this crew is challenging- food is gone lickity split! Countless characters roaming about: tourists, workers, critters. When I meet new folks, there's a conscious effort to distinguish their story, while they've got, "She used to play piano here! She has a baby! She's with James."
Yes. I used to hike all day then shower quick and entertain with wet hair, taking breaks to converse with tourists and employees. I learned to improvise and trust myself in this place. I fell in love with my husband when he'd leave notes on the piano in the lobby for me. Now, I spend my time with our baby Josephine, named after the sparkling waters where the Morning Eagle lives.
"Boat" is definitely her word of choice these days!
Love to show our little firecracker this magical valley. See it through her eyes. Today, she gripped my fingers tight, green crocs charging down the trail, "Ah! Gogogo... Hi! Hi!"
Like my Daddy says, we have all summer.
Peace has to grow. (The rest of it, too.)