OK! 1st of all...Inspired by Sis Jackies discussion of oldies music...I was reminded of how much I loved The Monkees as a kid. Not the animals..although cute, they can be disgusting..the group/band/performers is what I'm speaking of. I use to watch the show with my brother and laughed when I came across this track. SO, with the change of music, you have entered into a part of my childhood that brought me much laughter!!

I was glad to be back home in IN. It was much needed for myself and my son. We arrived Saturday night, Gleefully went to church Sunday morning, had a WONDERFUL lunch and visit at the Chinese place, and received love and joy from all that I have so badly missed. David did not want to leave. He is at home with the church. I melt when I witness how he glows when in the presence of the brethren and the other children.

After lunch, David and I headed north to sit with Grama. Although I had heard she was doing great, when I arrived it seemed the opposite. She was in and out thru stomache pain and nausea. She would hold my hand and when I would think she was sleeping and pulled away, she eagerly sought me out again. It was very sad. I prayed before I left her and had to pull myself away. It was very hard for me not to just set up camp right there by her side. It was good to see my brother and my mother there. And on my way back to town I was happy that we were able to stop and have a late supper with my dad and step-mother. The following day I spent with my children and grand-children. They sure were happy to see their Uncle David, too! Tears flowed heavy as I again had to pull myself away from my family. Then Tuesday morning I got the news while sitting at the airport that my grama was worse. I was torn between staying and going and cried very openly at the gate. My husband was very supportive as to whatever I chose. And for the sake of my sanity and knowing the longer I stayed the harder it would be to leave, I came home. I assured Grama that I would come again during Thanksgiving. Honestly I would not have been able to leave without that factor. Thanksgiving is only 2 weeks away.

It was a very emotional trip. From extreme happiness to overwhelming sadness. I will have to pray very hard that it gets easier as I visit more. I am glad to be back "here", but I miss "there" so much. I almost didn't post about the trip at all...because I didn't want to feel like a downer...but I know that I am loved here and that it will get better. I thank God that we were safe and even able to have made the trip. I thank God for the brethren, that we have a church to attend and be strengthened and loved in. And I thank God for this blog, that I know we can pray for one another and bring joy and strength and love thru it. I have pictures of the grand-babies that I will try to post soon. They are SO CUTE!