I’m slowly regaining use of my foot. On Memorial Day we were invited to a picnic at Wahl’s farm, and I enjoyed being outdoors so much, I hobbled through the paths in the woods and meadows with my moon boot on, no crutches. Of course, I paid dearly. My foot punished me for my reckless ways. This picture suggests something else to me. I think a change is coming in my life. I’m crossing a bridge. More on that later.
A generally happy person. Married for over thirty years to a wonderful man, I have two adult children, a son in law, a grandson, a cat, a dog, and a house by a river. A relationship with Jesus forms the bedrock of my life.