letters far from home

And just when I thought we were getting a handle on the flies.  All day long my mind has been flooded with fly quips and witty inventions (for the demise of the flies or a fly’s demise, which ever applies).  As I was going around (yes, again!) with the wand…

It’s amazing to me tonight to consider that ten years have passed since I held my newborn in my arms. I smiled this morning as Wes read the “Christmas story” account from the book of Luke. How incredible it must’ve been for Mary to ponder in her heart all that…

Everything’s alright — time’s just tight. Nothing new — just lots to do. No time to write — even up late at night. But one thing’s true — I’ve been thinking of you. And there’s still lots to say — maybe later today.