I'm still here - buried under a mountain of cardboard boxes. But we are in our new home and so thankful we could burst. We sat outside on the patio Sunday afternoon - listening to the wind blow through the huge old oaks and just soaking it all in. God is so very good and gives us such extravagant gifts.
I am slowly working my way through this process. I hope to get back to writing in a week or so. I miss all of you more than I can say. Praying the days of this Holy week will draw you gently into His presence.