Sunday

It really was a wonderful day. There was so much excitement that I was there at the church, there was so much love. I swear the pastor hugged me like 4 times. "It's so nice to see your smiling face!"
I wasn't able to talk to him as deeply as I wanted to. I wanted to tell him all about this journey of trust I've been on. But, I made him promise to save time for me when I'm back on the 5th.
Going to the care center was the most heart wrenching thing ever. They remembered me. They missed me, they asked where I'd been. I was only around them for like 8 weeks, and then gone for 4 months. I don't know how. Am I that memorable? This one old man who never came to church in the care center, but I would always say hi to, he wouldn't let go of my hand. And gave me a couple hugs from his wheel chair, and told me he loved me, and to not stay gone. He missed me.  The thing is, he has almost no brain left, and he remembered me. He lit up when he saw me. I just wanted to cry. It was so crazy.
Bob of course asked me to marry him like he always did. Tammy asked about Micah, so I showed her pictures of Caleb. They remember so much more than we ever gave them credit for. Teresa was in way worse shape than the last time I'd seen her, she's wearing a helmet now. So sad.

I finally said goodbye to everyone, promising to see them all in 3 weeks. And I hit the road for Eve's house. It's a little over 4 hours away, but an absolutely stunning drive. So epic.  If I was homesteading, I would choose to live out there. It's 50 miles from everything, but so absolutely breathtaking.

Seeing Micah, and then going back to our home was a bit rough. I'm still reeling. Just because it would be so easy to resume where we left off. I just want to talk to him all the time, I want to tell him everything. But I can't. It's too much right now. So I step back again. Into thy hands I commend my spirit.