Anyway, after leaving here last month, they spent 6 days with their family members in another state, and then RV'd all the way up through the US and Canada with 2 little girls (and one more on the way next month), 2 dogs, and a cat. Wow! They have been a great testimony to God's faithfulness, trusting in Him to provide and choosing joy and acceptance of their circumstances, even through some trying "bumps in the road." (No pun intended - well, okay, I guess it was intended!)
We miss them so much and grieve the loss of day-to-day contact and mutual support. I spoke with this dear friend, Cherie, just a few minutes ago and I miss her even more upon hearing her sweet voice. She likened the trip to childbirth (her analogies are priceless). She said something like this:
"It's one of those things that you can look back on after it's all over and say 'Oh, yeah, that wasn't so bad.' And then maybe a few years later, you'll even be willing to do it again. But the Yukon, that was transition * - right there at the end, and you're saying 'I just can't do this anymore!' But then, suddenly, it's all over."That's great, isn't it? It made me laugh. I love Cherie dearly. May God bless their every moment...today, this weekend, and always. We praise Him for their save arrival.
(*Transition - the last, shortest, yet most difficult part of labor just before delivery)
