We are sitting in the airport in Atlanta as I type tonight. Our flight is a little delayed so I had some time and thought I would share some thoughts from the past week. We have enjoyed being at home so much. We got to sit and chat with so many of you. Our house was full for 8 days and we loved every minute of it. I cleaned out closets and organized rooms at night after everyone else went to bed........I can't even tell you how good it made me feel to do that. Dave got to go to the church some and he got to spend a little time at the school. He cleaned the band room and organized it really well. Dave is funny about how his classroom looks. He likes it very neat. Every day before each class he straightens the chairs. He also did this at Hill Crest in the choir room. I would not dare to try to help him because he would just come behind me and do it over. He is very OCD about things being in order.....now you know something about Dave you may not have. :) But I digress. I wish I could have spent more time with some of you. I would love to have had coffee with you and talked about your plans for the new year. But there wasn’t enough time. We got to go to Grace Fellowship Sunday morning. What a sweet church family we have. It was a perfect morning. We got to see most of our family except for those that were sick :) Samuel got to play with his swords and run in the woods. Erin and Abby played with their baby dolls and Barbie’s. We danced with the Wii. We laughed a lot. Coming home was good medicine for all of us.



Now as I sit here on the plane with Samuel talking to me non stop, as I drink my ginger ale and eat my pretzels, I find myself ready to be back in Houston. Ready to get this done. Ready for the results of the scan on January 25th. Ready for this tumor to be gone. Ready to come home for good.