Well I woke up this morning and started to panic about leaving Emma here this week. I actually decided for about 30 minutes that I was going to take her. I then realized that it would be a hard trip on her and us so with great reluctance I took her to our friend's house tonight around 6 PM. She is staying with our friend Lisa tonight since we are leaving so early in the morning and then Lisa is taking her to Gran and Papa's house after lunch. Emma just blew kisses and waved bye to me when I left. I really hope she does OK. It feels weird being at home without her. I cannot really remember what it was like before she came home. I miss her already. Well we are all packed and Samuel and I are heading to bed. Oh, this afternoon we had lunch after church and Samuel and Emma were running around the gym and of course I was also chasing them around. Everyone kept saying, "they sure keep you moving" and "you sure do get your exercise with those two around". I laughed and said, "somebody needs to tell my doctor, he thinks I need more exercise."
Monday, July 24, 2017
It is always hard jumping back into a blog post because there is always so much that has happened since the last time that I posted. We have had a pretty major change in our family in the last month, but there is another sort of change that has inspired this post this morning. I cut my hair yesterday. I know life shattering isn't it? I know it seems so trivial, but the truth is the Lord revealed something to me that I have never really thought about. I love my hair. We have made some memories over my 39 years. It actually started the moment I was being born and the doctor told my mom that I had a full set of black hair. Given the fact that my brother and sister who came before me were both bald headed, I think my mom made a comment to the doctor about if he was sure I was hers. My very first compliment was about my hair! I lived my young life with nice thick hair. Sometimes it was long and sometimes it was cut short. My Pawpaw used to call me Pete Rose because I had the bowl cut ...
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