She's Home-----and She's 67!

                                                          j at Crescent City - age 66

                                                 As j put it, "Last leg of our journey."
                                                                    (and still 66)

Today j turned 67, so she is older than I am, by 20 days. She is older and wiser----and my trusted advisor. And did I mention that I am now younger than she is???

Yesterday she and Mr. j (or should that be mr. j?) returned from their long odyssey, a road trip south, ultimate destination their three grandchildren in Texas. (We BVGs still acknowledge we have children, but frankly, they are adults and have their adult lives. Our grandchildren still NEED us in their lives. We are always happy for j when she is able to go see her three. She is an awesome grandma.)

On their trip they drove on a portion of historic Route 66 and sent me a picture to prove it. Had j put cucumber slices on her eyes when she posed for that photo, I would have posted it on our blog.

But alas, she has come to the end of our Route 66. I'm tempted to say, "Now you're 67 and half way to heaven!" When my own mother turned 47 I made a card for her, and I wrote on it, "Now you're 47 and half way to heaven." I was 15 at the time, and I'm quite sure 47 sounded old to me back then. Now I'm definitely positive 47 is NOT old. But 67, on the other hand...

Oh j, I'll join you soon. We're growing old together. What a privilege. It sure beats the alternative!!!!

Happy birthday, dear friend, not just from me but all three of us, your BVG Sisters. We love you, we are grateful you have returned home safely, and we pray that God will bless you with a wonderful year ahead. May you continue to grow deeper in your faith and in your joy. Welcome home, j. Can't wait to see you!