Two more sleeps. That is all that we have left of Puerto Rico and our lives here. We are in the very guest house where this journey began. Fitting I think. It is Sunday and we had our last church service hours ago. Barrett was honored to give the sermon and Pastor Ronnie had us…
Boxes, Slides, and Buckets
This past Monday and Tuesday our material lives were taken apart, boxed, and put in crates by Jose, Jose, and yes…Jose. It’s amazing that no matter how much I clean, dust, and organize, the Jose to the third managed to tornado up what I missed. They were happy guys that gave us Latin stations for…
Alien living
It’s that time again. Leaving another home that we have come to love and embrace to embark on a new unknown expedition. Where will our house be? Will there be kids in the neighborhood? How often will Barrett deploy? How long will it take to find a church? What will living in the United States be like? Will we fit in? Do we…
Mom
Multiple Myeloma. These two nicely alliterated words meanly shot into my family. At the beginning of October, my mom went into the ER with her kidneys on the fritz and came out with a cancer diagnosis. I can only speak for myself, I was devastated. The unknowns crushed me like grapes in a winepress. Is it curable? What stage is it…
Finishing Well
The Patriots are playing for the AFC championship in a few of hours. I didn’t expect them to go this far this year after their slow start. I noticed something different about them this year…they didn’t play every game to the final whistle. Playing hard to the final whistle has been their hallmark for so many…