El hombre propone, Dios dispone. (Man proposes, God disposes.)
Our plans don't always work out. God knows best. Car troubles kept us f.i.v.e extra days in the home of relatives out West nestled in this lovely neighborhood.
Every day we hoped that would be the day the car was fixed. As the family left for work and school, we'd say yet another goodbye.
The weather was gorgeous the entire week. I wogged 40' every day and Mike jogged. Can you find him running on the path in the middle of the photo?
Finally, Wednesday afternoon we were able to begin our journey homeward. By then, after half a month away, we were eager to get back and gave up all thought of swinging by Yellowstone. Our sightseeing was limited to whatever we glimpsed as we drove, and that was beautiful indeed: mountains, hills, lava rocks, rivers and reminders of God's loving presence all along the way. See the three crosses on the hill?
We saw many windmills and passed trucks transporting one blade at a time which gave us an idea of their enourmous size.
I was then able to attend a book signing Saturday and meet Sherrie Eldridge, adoptee and author of several books on the subject of adoption. We had been in correspondence for over a year discussing the possibility of translating her materials into Spanish.
Today, Sunday, I so look forward to going to church again, seeing all the family (we will be celebrating Sam's birthday), and later connecting with all of you through Sara's Project 365.