great chapter, honey! always fun to relive the trip through your reports.
well, not always . last sept. (BLT/AKL) was tough, and it was tough reading about it. found out my daddy diedwhile we were at BLT. car was in the shop. no way to make it back in time.
checkin day at AKL was the day of the funeral. sigh.
I remember sitting on that balcony, with the very same view with the song going through my head I knew they would be singing: "Oh, come come come to the church in the wildwood, oh come to the church in the dale. no spot is so dear to my childhood that the little brown church in the dale"..... I digress. all you who want to know more can go back to that TR.
but here we were in the EXACT SAME ROOM!!! I do believe that God is involved with His children in a personal way (not some weird abstract force kinda way)(tee hee I just misspelled "force" and wrote "farce".. how true

)and since my daddy is up there having conversations with Him I think it was their way of telling me that it was OK that I couldn't make the funeral.
I was there for him at the nursing home , spending time with him while he was alive. that trip was our reward for quitting smoking, and even tho daddy was kinda "out there" towards the end (I think his mind went up to heaven before the resto of him

) he knew what I meant when I told him we quit. he was ecstatic! he always wanted us to, and 2 things he would always remember "still not smoking?" and (to steve) "how's the eye?". he was happy we took the trip and he knows we'll see him again and so this time in the sameroom is kinda erasing all the bad thoughts from the previous time.
well, it works for me. and as soon as I saw that room door, a general feeling of well being washed over me.
ya know, we spoiled people are always looking for GREAT miracles (now, If I could see the red sea part, then I might believe..) and thus miss the "smaller", yet, in many ways, more meaningful miracles.
allrighty, back to the trip report!