Spring here in Tennessee is strange to me. After 23 springs in Kansas, and one in Michigan, spending one in Tennessee is a change. Easter has come and gone, with a cool, cloudy day Easter Egg hunt with the nieces and great-nephew (
I married into be a great aunt, his mom is my age--- literally 3 days younger than me!) Work is going well, though it is hard to convince our families that neither Rob nor I want fancy cars, homes, or stuff... travel and ministry come first to us. Though a few gypsy lamps and pirate chests are a great addition to our one room. ^_^
April has brought the passing of Robby's grandma, Sylvania, which means neither of us have living grandparents. I so wished I could have known her more, but she was to frail by the time I joined the family to talk much. Robby says she would have loved me, I know the one time I got to braid her hair she fell asleep, a sign of deep trust. I wish I could have learned more from her, Robby says she had so much to share. Where ever we head, I know her memory will travel with us.
~ Morria
