|Kristi and I on the plane|
Grateful for the honor to fly with Kristi on her trip back home, grateful for a small plane that worked far better than even the bigger one in getting Kristi in and out of the plane with ease, grateful for sunny skies, grateful for a mainly smooth flight and for dramamine when it was turbulent, grateful that all my fears vanished after the gift of prayer with my husband. Grateful that God cares about all details. He took care of the right plane, the right pilot, sleep for Kristi on the flight home, and even a hug for my mom! That morning my mom was struggeling being at home and not apart of either end of this trip with Kristi and told dad she needed a hug and he wished he could give it to her. He prayed before leaving the apartment that God would show his love to her on that day. That morning at church a young man came and gave mom a giant Hug and told her he felt she needed a Hug today! God cares about all the details!
|at her own sink|
As I left today I passed the baton of care to Terrie, a friend of Kristi's from the cancer posse. Thank you Terrie for filling the gap between myself and Katy, Josh and Dad as they arrive this evening to do their part of taking care of Kristi while Billy is gone to work. I sure find myself often counting my blessings for this large team of care takers and that mom and dad decided years ago to birth themselves a basketball team worth of kids and to teach us the importance of making assists to one another in the game of life.