A Change of Plans.

I'm a planner. Whenever I go on vacation I have a special folder just to hold my airline tickets, hotel confirmations, pre-paid train tickets, copies of dinner reservation confirmations, pre-printed maps of where we're going and even an agenda with the days planned out. I am seriously a planner.

So for our upcoming one year anniversary I did what I do best: I planned. We decided on Astoria, Oregon (beautiful, coastal, only 1.5 hours away from Portland). I booked our hotel about 8 weeks ago- The Cannery Pier Hotel.

I made reservations to various restaurants. Reserved bicycles for us to cruise around town in. Planned out wine tastings, whale watching, antique shopping and even a stop at the old school $4 movie theater.

It was going to be so much fun.

But then a couple weeks ago we received some unexpected news. I need to have surgery (thankfully it's relatively minor and outpatient) but we shouldn't leave town since it will likely be a few days after our anniversary.

We certainly didn't envision this for our anniversary, but alas health always trumps vacations. 

Thankfully we'll still be able to celebrate a little early on Saturday and go downtown for dinner. The plan is to stay the night downtown and pretend to be far away while our wonderful friend Elizabeth watches the dogs for us for the night.

Rian and I will still be together. We will still celebrate. It just isn't what I planned. 

But in the end- isn't that what it's supposed to be about anyway? Rian told me the other day that what we're going through right now is likely God's way of telling me to relinquish my control. While I can plan vacations and holidays, I can't plan life. Talk about a lesson I desperately need.

So for the next couple of weeks I'm working hard on letting go of my grip on every aspect of life and trusting in God, doctors, friends and family.

I have a feeling that patience will be a part of our 2013 family motto.