You know how it is when the days just seems to slip through your fingers...
I have spent a lot of time on the phone and writing letters lately.
It saddens me when one comes back unexpectedly--and hope it is only a USPS mistake.
My dad was in a car accident the last week. He is okay, but his car is totaled and it certainly rattled him. Not a good way for a trip to have coffee with friends to end--but we are so mindful it could have been much worse.
After all the paperwork, the waiting to see what the insurance would do, then the looking for a new-to-him car, he called tonight to say he is in possession of his second "the-last-car-I-will-own." All this while I am reading the wonderful book, "Drive: Women's True Stories from the Open Road" a truly awesome book full of life, questions, relationship of oneself to the adventure of the road.
Tomorrow we have a family/friend group walking in Making Strides Against Breast Cancer Walk in Bellevue WA. We each walk with a variety of names and faces imprinted in our hearts. And, we pray for good weather! Never stop hoping. More soon.