Plains, Trains, but no Automobiles...

Italy seems to be a popular destination...hmmm...but not correct, sorry. Honduras is in April, to re-write my MS. I am happy to say I did the intro and first story and found the voice the editor was looking for. That is a relief.

In the meantime, today brought a couple of trips on trains. We have relocated to warmer weather, which is lovely. Thank God Connie is along, as Friday would have been my parents 57th wedding anniversary. My mom is so sad and lonely...and distractions abound. So please continue to pray that the distractions quickly go away.

We are in a beautiful spot overlooking a lake with palm trees and just gorgeous blue skies...I think tomorrow may include a boat ride. We started the day at a phenomenal playground with incredible vistas and a seesaw that Nicole became totally enamored with. My thighs are beginning to scream at me now...more of a work out than squats...we found a cute little pizza place and just relaxed over a leisurely dinner, until memories started to overtake my mom and all we had was a dirty napkin for her to wipe her tears away with. She just misses my dad so much and doesn't have a spiritual anchor. Connie is so gifted with words to express the hope and belief that she (and I)have about where my dad is and the connection between us even though he isn't here physically with us.

There were fireworks over the lake at supper time...and they were beautiful, but only three and Connie spoke with such gentle caring and love about how she felt they were special greetings from my dad for just the three of us, me,my mom and Nicole. Just beautiful, and so reassuring to me.

I know my dad would love to be here with us in body, but I know he is in spirit.

Peace.