On Friday at 3:45 am Greg will wake us up and say good-bye. Then Uncle Chris will drive him north to the Dayton airport. Soon thereafter Aunt Leslie will drive the kids and me south to the Cincinnati airport. My grandmother passed away and we are flying to Boise.
This has been quite the week.
I am so tired and the hard stuff hasn't even begun. But I am at peace. If I am honest with myself, I feel peace. Faith and not fear, right?
Faith; not fear.
P.S. I don't know when I will be able to blog again. It will probably be a few weeks. Flickr and Twitter might be a better place to find me for a little while. I am not often on Facebook.
