Saturday morning found me at the cemetery. In my junior high school days, my best friend was Ruth. We were inseparable to the point that when new neighbors moved in up the street, they thought we were sisters. If she wasn't at my house, I was at hers. My parents were her mom and dad, and hers were mine. This weekend she said goodbye to her daddy, and though I haven't seen her in years, I still found myself there, standing with strangers to bid farewell to the father of my childhood friend, to hug her and her mom, and tell them I love them.
Toward evening Ben and Hannah started a bonfire out in the back year. It was a huge fire with lots of friends. I made chili, bought hotdogs, sodas, and too many marshmallows, and sneaked out to take a picture in the midst of the festivities. They had parked pickup trucks around the fire and it looked like a "tailgate party". Looked like fun too, but I stayed inside and watched a movie with my honey.
Today Hannah left us for New York City and James and I took an afternoon ride down to Naples, NY and walked the trail and creek at Grimes Glen.
We were both wearing summer footwear and decided to brave the cold creek waters in order to see both waterfalls. The water was cold enough to make my feet ache, but it was so worth the discomfort. I only slipped twice and both me and my camera survived the experience.
What a beautiful hike it was even if I did get a wet butt in the process. I was saved from total disaster by the first waterfall which I fell against. It got me wet on one side, but kept me from falling in altogether. My Darling was kind enough to document the adventure.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.