We are home! We had a great time, but it is so good to be here in our own little house. Home has always meant comfort and peace and security to me. It sort of settles in the minute we turn into the driveway.

God answered all of prayers – for safety, good weather, and a warm time of fellowship and laughter. We are so thankful. Whether we were riding, biking, swimming, fishing, hiking or sitting around the camp fire, He was there with us. I am so thankful, too, for family and friends and sweet little granddaughters. You have blessed me abundantly Lord, and I love You and thank You with all my heart.

We drove through torrential rain to get to the Park – the kind of rain that comes down so hard you can barely see the road in front of you. However, there was a patch of blue sky right as we were nearing the Park. We had just enough time to check in and unload the “tons” of stuff we had packed in our vehicles before the rain came. It rained for about an hour, and then it was blue skies and sunshine for the rest of our stay.

I brought my Bible Study and books thinking I would be quiet while the rest of them did the more strenuous things, but I just didn’t want to miss out on anything and ended up doing very little sitting. These poor old legs are absolutely worn out – but it was fun. I told my son that if at his age anyone had told me I would be hiking up the side of a huge hill (seemed more like an actual mountain to me, but we don’t have those here in Texas) at nearly sixty years of age I would have laughed out loud. Somehow sixty doesn’t seem as old to me now as it did in my thirties. It was such fun.

The best part was getting to spend all that time with the kids and grandkids. My little three year old granddaughter is so precious I could just squeeze her to pieces. It is a delight to just listen to her talk and watch her play. She kept up with the rest of us in everything we did – her little legs walking as fast as they could go up the side of that “mountain”. Her big sister is equally precious and had big plans for every minute of the day. We’d drag in from a two hour hike, and she would be getting ready to go swimming.

It was a good time and I am so blessed. I love watching my grownup “little boy” with his girls. My daughter-in-law is a joy. We laugh and talk and share. She is an answer to a mother’s prayer for her son.

Thank You Lord – for riches beyond measure, for joy in abundance, for my precious family.

I missed all of you. I am glad to be home.

Blessings,
Linda

My daughter-in-law is the official photographer and took lots and lots of pictures. She promised to send me some. When she does, I'll post a few.