As we always do, we drive past her front door, pause, and she stands in the doorway to wave. Tears blur my eyes and I can hardly see her.
Early the next day we eat breakfast in silence, all of us thinking of the last few days and leaving everyone once again. It's a cool, crisp morning in the mountains and I take this picture from the front of our room. The views here are spectacular from every angle, but my camera can just not capture the beauty and grandeur. You have to see it for yourself. A verse comes to mind, "As the mountains surround Jerusalem, so the Lord surrounds his people." (Psalm 125) I pray God would surround my family. We pack up and go.