Last Sunday

It's 1:32 pm. I'm drinking a rum and coke and I'm crying all over my egg and cheese sandwich. I'm not having a good day. I couldn't sleep last night (hence the useless post about our honeymoon journal) and since waking up this morning I've felt queesy and slightly nauseous. This morning was my last Gateway church service. Over the past 5 years or so it's become home. I've made some good friends that I hope to continue friendship with, had deep conversations and enjoyed lots of hearty hugs. Nothing was said this morning about my departure, which is fine, I tend to lean on the quiet side anyway, but incase anyone wonders...I WILL miss you guys. You'll be a very hard church to "get over". Thank you for the tears and the laughter. The joy of watching your children grow into strong and beautiful men and women. I will continue to pray for them as I will you.

If anyone is ever in the Edmonton area, PLEASE look us up, we'd love to catch up and see what changes are a happenin'!

Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, and God bless.