Coming Together

Tomorrow night at 10 PM my husband and I will, God willing, be at the airport in San Antonio awaiting the arrival of my father and his girlfriend. They are flying in from the Midwest to spend a few days with us. My son is driving there from Tennessee and should be half-way by bedtime tonight. John and I will be making the five hour journey late tomorrow afternoon, arriving just in time. My daughter and son-in-law live there, so are playing host and hostess for this event.

This will be the first time in 17 years that my father, both of my children and me have all been together in the same place!!! The last time my son and I went home to visit Dad, my son was 16 and had just obtained his driver's license. He is 30 year old now!

The last time Dad saw my daughter was 1995. It's been two years since I've seen him, and nearly two years since I've seen my son, and now John will finally get to meet them both. I don't have to tell you how excited I am about us all getting together!

Dad is 84, and though his mind is still sharp, he has congestive heart failure which keeps him a bit short of breath. His mobility is greatly diminished by constant pain in his legs. He has spinal decompression surgery scheduled for November 3rd. The surgeon believes this will reduce the pain, so that he'll be able to walk more. I am extremely grateful that God is giving us this time together now.

I am praying for all of us weary travellers to arrive safely in San Antonio, on time, tomorrow evening. Then... let the fun begin! :-)