Apparently little girls across the ocean love pink too!
With everything that has been going on here lately, I nearly forgot about the little package tucked in my sister's suitcase for our sponsored child in Kenya. Anna sent me a photo of nine-year-old Naomi enjoying her gifts. What a smile!
Then there is Relyn's post that touched my heart today. Many of us can relate with her words describing what it's like to walk through the tough times and know there's something beyond this life, another kingdom we live for.
If you read my post on Sunday, you know I struggled with returning home, exhausted after traveling and trying to regain momentum. I found a couple hours on Monday afternoon to finish the first leg of my training in COMPEL Now to make time to put what I've learned into practice. I've been thinking about returning to stories I wrote about my oldest granddaughter when she was but a toddler. Perhaps I will do a bit of practice rewriting and revisiting memorable moments.
Tomorrow my youngest granddaughter comes to stay for a few days. The rhythm changes once again. Isn't that what music is about; sometimes a waltz, sometimes a jitterbug? If you've ever watched Dancing with the Stars, you know how boring the show would be if they danced to the same rhythm week after week.
One thing I know for sure, the next few days will not be boring :)