It's o.k. I can
call them that - she does. People come in and out of your life fairly
frequently in the military ministry. There
are always those you know will be life-time friends. Rachel and I began
emailing before we left Japan. Matt and Rachel had us over for dinner before
we'd attended our first chapel service - they attend The Home Church in
Lodi. Rachel and I "clicked."
I'm a homeschooling Mom of nine - she's a daughter in a homeschooling family of
9. I arrived here missing BreAnne and Krista and Rachel was an adopted daughter
- just the right age. Note - of course I still miss BreAnne and
Krista, witness the 8 hour trips to OR.
Matt and Rachel
have invited us- three years in a row- to come to their home for Labor Day. She
said we'd get to meet her big, crazy family. I think there were 56 people there
today. We've met some of them before
when we went to Matt's ordination. Matt
is from a family of seven children, Rachel is from a family of nine children. It was a glimpse of the future for us to
spend the day surrounded by these siblings and their children.....and it was
enjoyable spending time with Rachel's parents and Matt's mother.
Go Joy! |
Stephanie and kids
were in attendance as well. It was fun for our kids to have a chance to connect
again.
Nolan and Elise |
Stacia and Clara |
Michael & Eliana |
In the absence of
a photo of me with Eliana (and really that's a CRIME! We already have one of
her with Michael ::snort::), I submit this one - taken the moment after I said,
"Michael, I found the tables!" Note the domino effect.
We picked up the
remainder of our things at Matt and Rachel's. It's all going to fit - just one
more good organizing session and one more trip to either Airmen's Attic or St.
Vinnie's with food we can't haul. I really need to be thinking of what we need
for 3 - 4 days....I had hoped to shop once a week, but I am not sure I have
enough room for a week....we shall see.
It was a fun day.
Stacia ran into one of her friends at Target. This brought the realization she isn't going to see her friends very much when
we're "in the trailer." I pointed out that she will see them more
than she would have if we'd pcs'd. Not
much comfort - but all I had at 10:00 p.m. Being a military child has hard
moments. It just does.