118. Lazy summer morning conversations about higher learning…algebra, geometry and logic. The excitement of both girl and mom to grow up wise and strong. Learning along with my children is one of the many gifts on this adventure of homeschooling.
119. The surgical procedure was done, and tender mercies were so obviously surrounding Dad. Slept well the night before, a surgery was cancelled, bumping his up, no time to lay in bed and ponder what to come. Just sweet slumber, then drowsey with premeds. Mercy.
120. Quiet mornings, except the sweet voice of one playing “circus” with her playmates…Shiloh, Killer, Bandit.
124. Rain! Night long, soaking rain. The thirsty earth now wet with lifegiving water.
During our May long weekend get away one of our favorite spots was the Vancouver Maritime Museum. You didn’t know we have pirates in the family, did you?
It is hard to believe, but these are two of the most
feared…sweet sailors on the seas! All joking aside, we learned quite a bit more about pirates than we wanted to know. They are some awful wicked people.
We toured the now retired St Roch and learned quite a bit about the exploration of Northwest Passage. As always happens, we find treasures off the beaten path and have great fun exploring and learning.
110. Found a young believer in the swim teacher, an opportunity to encourage her along in her new faith.
111. Understanding children who cheerfully give up their month off to finish term 1 before the move, we hope.
112. Delightful summer reads that still pull one up to higher thinking and living.
113. Sabbath days, full of rest and family fellowship.
114. Fine medical care for my father…who is fighting COPD.
115. Comfort in knowing there are many people who care about Dad and are looking out for him when I cannot. 1980 miles separate us.
116. The health, strength, courage and cheerfulness of 3 young girls.
117. My beloved loves me and is quick to listen, slow to speak, and very slow to anger.