Home again,

home again, jiggity jig.

We went to Lubbock in my folks’ RV this weekend for the wedding. I saw one of my best friends’ in the world and her beautiful, loving daughter who is also a friend. I was so grateful for the time I got to spend with them.

God gave pure grace and I had about 36 hours with no pain and no problems. That went away during the wedding, but I was able to stay even through most of the reception, with limited movement. It hurt to move, but I could move, if I needed to, even normally, it just hurt more.

R and the boys brought me food and drink, so that I didn’t have to move much. And we left after the official dances had been done.