Home again, home again, riggety jig
We are home again, after a week on the road. Do not let the title mislead you, however-we did not go to market to buy a fat pig. We instead took a whirlwind trip involving the Generations conference in Abingdon, VA, where James had a booth for Samaritan. We ’swung by’ NC first to pick up my cousin. It was really nice to get to spend some time with her. And not just because she claimed that she would enjoy cleaning out our van if only we would let her (we did). Thanks, Eva! 
Then we dropped her off in NC, and my sister, Raquel in SC (where James had a meeting). Raquel will be flying back next week after a peaceful 10 days at my parents house. I hope she is enjoying her stay, sans 5 active and sometimes even noisy children.
It was a nice trip, beatiful scenery, encouraging conference, great time (though too short) with family. However, the trip summary would not be complete without mentioning the following list of lost items:
James’ briefcase, left in the hotel parking lot in London, KY. This contained his laptop and asthma medication. By God’s mercy and care to His poor, forgetful children, it was returned to us by hotel management on the Fedex truck on Saturday. In fact, it came in the same truck as…
Bryan Evan’s extra van key. His key was lost somewhere on Mount Rogers during a biking excursion. Our van did double duty for two days, making two trips back and forth to the conference. We had to make two trips because our little ole 12 passenger van won’t fit their family and ours.
And last but not least, my purse ended up taking a side trip to Georgia after being mistakenly picked up by another family attending the conference. It should be arriving home any day now.