

We had long talks/shopping trips/shared meals/good times. It was really fun. One of my highlights was introducing some of our former students to some of our current students. This morning I was thinking about those who couldn't be here . . . the spouses of some of this week's visitors, and some other alumni I am longing to see. I thought, "Why do we always have to say goodbye? Why do we always have to be separated? I know the work they are doing is crucial, and I don't want them to stop. But I just wish we could be together, enjoying each other's company." Tears came to my eyes as I thought of people I am missing. And the Lord gently reminded me, "That day is coming!"
I was comforted, deeply, by that reminder. Because I believe that day IS coming!
Yeah, I call him MY baby! If a day goes by when I don't see him, I miss him like crazy. I guess we bonded, during those early hours when we looked into each other's eyes! He just had his two-week check-up, and he has gained almost a pound. Mom is doing a great job. I am so proud of her!













