Heading Home

Tomorrow around 1:45 we'll be getting on a plane and headed home.  It's been a good trip.  Great to see old friends.  Had a great visit with my parents.  They came to North Myrtle beach while we were there.  Go figure.

There were so many people we didn't get to see.  There were so many people with which our time was so very brief.  But I guess if we'd had another month we still wouldn't have gotten to see everyone.  All the same though, it's good to be going home.  The whole living out of a suitcase scene is getting to be a drag.  The whole weighing suitcases on the scale is getting to be a drag as well.  (See 'Twas the Night Before Moving Day')  Barbara is bringing about 50lbs (3 stone 8) of chocolate chips back with her, not to mention the almost 150 pounds of other consummables we're carting around that we can't find in England.  No really, 200lbs of stuff.  (It's not like we live in the bush in Bolivia or something.  But, alas, mine is not to reason why, but to. . .)

I'm looking forward to sleeping in my own bed.  I'm looking forward to getting back to work.  (Students will be back in about three weeks.)  I'm looking forward to walking up to Curbar Edge and having some long talks with God.  (I'm looking forward to losing some of the weight I gained back from all the parties, cookouts, etc.)  I'm looking forward to seeing my colleagues, hanging out at the Bridge, seeing Ian, Lorraine, Emma, Blacky, Big John, Mary, Barry, et al.

Yep, it's nice to be going home.  It's also nice to see how God has worked in our lives to make Curbar/Calver (Cliff College Campus) our home.

To my friends in the States:  Take care of the place for us while we're gone. ;)  See you next year.

Peace.

Comments

[Donnie Mason]

Barb, chocolate chips are totally underrated! I understand. Did you bring any root beer you could send over to Russia?

[Donna Taylor]

Ahhh...I miss you and Barbara and my "Taylor" kids! Write when you get a chance.