Hot cinnamon rolls…check!
We saw them through the gate and excited isn’t a strong enough word to describe our emotions. I was prepared with my phone (which I apologize for…the iPhone 4 obviously does not have the best camera!) to take video because I just knew the squeals would abound. To my utmost surprise, there was more laughter and unshed tears than noisy exclamations. I was shaking, trying not to cry, thus all the pictures have a sweet blur.
Notice the twisting of the pigtails in anticipation. Also take note of ALL THE LUGGAGE!At some point my status as daughter was replaced with granddaughters, and I barely got a hug. Not that I am jealous or bitter.
Not at all.
Thinking back to when we were in the process of moving overseas, I remember whining about the probability of my parents ever getting to visit. Knowing that they aren’t wealthy and funds to travel here are nonexistent, I am in awe of Father’s goodness to me. He knows how important family is to my heart, and that He has provided means to them to visit every year is overwhelming to my soul!
(Two weeks of documented fun is soon to come!)