There comes a time

And it's time.  Life gives us all kinds of curves and bumps but there always comes a point when you realize life is a choice.  Everyday.  We can choose the life filled with joy or a cloudy existence.  I chose "Sonshine".  Soooo........ that means it's time for a Widows trip.  Our initial destination will be Colorado Springs.  It's amazing when the "Almighty" is the travel planner how something so sure one day can do a complete turn around the next.  Who know's where we will end up. Someone may make a comment "Have you seen...............?" and our destination will change.  The beauty in being flexible.
       The Broadmor Hotel we've heard is supposed to be a beautiful place to visit, especially at Christmas.  Unfortunately they don't have rooms to sleep six and we would miss our late night talks if we split up, so maybe just a nice lunch visit.. 
     With the sun going down so early hopefull we will be able to see some of the Christmas lights & decorations on our way trip through town.  Of course our regular stop to McDonald's will be on the list and a new restaurant to try.  But most important of all is the company we share.

    When asked if she wanted to go on a trip one of my widows commented that we couldn't go at such a sad time dealing with the loss of my brother.  I told her why not?  Her concern for our Mom losing her first child was there.  We have to embrace life and not let things keep us from living.  We have to remember those loved ones lives not dwell in their death.  Ecclesiastes 3:1 states "There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the sun .......3:4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,a time to mourn and a time to dance."  Time to put on our dancing shoes and share a few tears. 
The Wild Widows are on the move.

Saying Goodbye

This isn't really about the Wild Widows but it does deserve a post. Besides three of the 6 wild ones were along for the ride.  I told about the loss of my brother but didn't tell you the most wonderful trip we made just weeks before he died.
When Dan (my brother) would be in such severe pain there were times he would call for his "Moma".  He and his wife live in Tempe, AZ.  Late one night his wife called to see if there was any way we could get my Mom to talk to him.  Maybe bring him some comfort.  It was so beautiful how our God puts things in motion.  All during the night I kept hearing "Check flights".  It would not go away.  Now we had already reserved a 15 passenger van to go and visit them the following week. On that Friday they did not know if he would make it until then. Saturday morning we decided to explore our options.  I truly love how our Lord puts things together.  We found one way flights for $79.  We booked them, caught a flight that night and spent the next week by his side. 

He was able to tell his moma he loved her and she him. 
The rest of the family arrived on Friday with the van.

The most beautiful thing is of the 16 children, 12 made the trip(along with 2 in-laws and I nephew) to say their goodbyes at this time.  What a beautiful celebration.

Another one joins the ranks

I am sorry to say we hand another wife join the ranks of "widow". My older brother (#2) died Tuesday of multiple myleoma. He was only 63. I remember when that was old. 63 is not the far from 55. He was blessed with a son and daughter and 4 beautiful granddaughters. As #8 of the sixteen it makes us sad to think, whenever we take a family picture it will never be complete. We are no longer a full deck. But we delight in knowing our brother feels no more pain and he and our Dad and husbands are most likely "dancing with Jesus.......