Here is one of the things cousin Harlan said we should do. Hike down a mountain trail to see this waterfall. We found the spot but then Roger and I got out and walked down. Ken said he would drive the other kids to us....and Josiah was asleep so Grandma Dee agreed to stay along the road in the RV with him. When we got to the entry of the hike, grandpa drove past, not seeing us....so Roger and I decided we should just do the hike and find the rest of the fam later......I had to swallow worry to do that, but I trust my dad in law, and my kids....and so we headed down. We made it to the falls and it was so beautiful and worth it....and breathless...and humbling. Half way up, the kids found us. Grandpa doubled back and so I went back down with them (only part way....I was completely winded)......and Precious, Claire, Isaac, and Jeremiah hiked all the way down and all the way back up from this place. I am so proud of them for doing it....and so grateful that I got to do it with my husband.
Two Turtle Doves
December 15. This morning I was driving to a meeting and thinking about generosity. I had just finished filling my car with gas because it always seems to be empty these days as I travel around the county for work....and gas prices continue to go up so I am either filling my gas tank or paying the gas bill. I remembered a time long ago, when I stood at a gas tank in California on a Sunday morning. I was dressed for work and on my way to my job at a department store. I needed gas to make it the rest of the way so I stopped but found out I didn't have any money to pay for the gas. Back then, in the 1990s, you could pump your gas before you paid for it, even in southern California. I was flustered, panicked and overwhelmed. Someone noticed. Someone generous noticed and paid for my gas. I remembered telling him if he wrote down his name and number I would pay him back but he said no thanks, it was fine, he would just help me ...
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