So I'm home.
After 31 hours of travel (the first 8 of which were spent in first class because of my lost luggage) I made it back to Spokane at 10:00 Tuesday night.
Frankly, I'm a little overwhelmed.
And not sure how to tell the story I hold in my heart.
So be patient with me. I need to find a way to settle into the pace here again. And I need to pray about telling the right stories. And I want to stop feeling like I want to go crawl in a hole.
I kind of feel lost - like I don't belong here. Or there.
So bear with me.
It was an incredible trip.
Really and truly.
And I wish there was a way to take you there with me. In time, I believe I'll have the words to tell the stories.
Let's wait until after this holiday weekend... and then I'll do my best to begin to tell you.
Happy Thanksgiving, my dear friends.
We have so much to be thankful for, dont' we?
Smooch you all.