Fun To Take Trips; Fun To Be At Home
We had a great time on our little getaway. Apalachicola is so charming and we enjoyed riding around, looking at all the pretty old homes. In 1946, my mother (many years deceased) spent a summer with her sister and new husband in Apalachicola. I still have the letters Momma wrote to my grandmother that summer so I had the address of their house and we found it. It’s a quaint and cute old cottage about a block from the water. My mother told me she never wanted to get married until that summer when she saw how joyous marriage could be and one year later she married my dad. Isn’t that a dear story?
But back to our trip. We worshiped at Trinity Episcopal Church and heard Rev. Martha Harris give a wonderful sermon on the parable of the fig tree (Luke 13:6-9) in which she said God is that gardener who keeps working with us and pursuing us and He never ever gives up on us “because that’s the way God is”. That last phrase has stuck with me and I think so often about the miracle of His love for me and I find myself saying to myself, “because that’s the way God is”.
Well, the weather was cold and sunny in Apalachicola so we hope to go back later this spring so Gorman can do some fishing. And yes, he did eat some oysters!
In Seaside we rode bikes one day when it was fairly warm, then it turned cold but still sunny and we did indeed have a fire in that fireplace every night. We ate and drank wine, walked on the beach and shopped and read and I got a lot of needlepoint done; all in all a great trip.
After toying with idea of staying gone another few days, we decided against it and came home last Thursday night and it’s good to be home. We do love these nice ordinary blessed days at home. We do almost everything together, including grocery shopping and even that’s fun.
Our little Shih Tzu, Toosie Mae, has been limping, off and on, for a while. The vet thought she had arthritis and had her on Rymadil but it had gotten to the point where she pretty much just walked on three legs and it turns out that she has a torn ACL. How on earth she did that we have no idea. And yes, she does have to have surgery. We are taking her to the recommended vet surgeon in Mobile tomorrow. I really should have been a nurse.
Our next trip to UAB is March 25 when Gorman will have another MRI. As that date draws closer, you will hear from me again reminding everyone to pray us through another one.