We are heading out this morning. And in order to define the word "we," I mean my 5 ewoks and me. At 5:30 a.m. we will pile our arms with luggage, bags, and 55 ounces of coffee. The Lord desires to sanctify me as we travel through 4 airports and two countries without my husband. So if you don't hear from me for a little bit, it's because I am balled in the fetal position, wearing coolots, and sucking my thumb in a hotel somewhere.
Ha ha! Coolots! The true you comes out when pressure is applied. Praying for your travels!
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking this picture is of you at the beginning, still in charge :)
ReplyDeleteHope it's gone well girl- praying!