March
It's the last day of March and I am struggling to find words to describe March. I look back at the pictures from the month and think about how unknown the future really is and how frail life and all our plans really are. In no particular order, here is a glimpse of or month. With Tom and Galyn moving back to the US, we started going to their house once a week to have playtime. She always let the children come Friday, Saturday and Sunday evening, but with us having to drive over there and our other obligations, that isn't practical. So every Saturday evening we go there and start with some singing and a Bible study. Then they play for about an hour. These two little girls never get enough attention and I frequently find myself carrying both of them. They are quite the mischievous pair. There are u...