Back to Life

Getting ready for a triathlon tomorrow morning.  At the crack of dawn.  I need to be on the road by 4:00 a.m.  I am excited!  In the above backpack is my wetsuit and other stuff that I didn't feel like hauling out just for a photo... but I think the photo captures the mood... preparation and excitement.  

And I just threw in a rose for good measure.  I have missed 25 days worth of roses and peonies.  In fact, the peonies are already spent - but it was a banner year for them.  They were gorgeous!  

My daughter went missing for 24 or so hours.  By the time I went to church tonight, I cried through the whole thing.  I kept telling myself that she was fine and that I was wasting a lot of energy worrying.  But it is a hard thing to allow yourself to love like that and have the kind of hope that is shining bright in my heart for her.

She called tonight at about 6:30.  She and her fellow decided to spend an extra day fishing in Wyoming.  They were having such fun.  Oh, I cried with relief when I got this call.  

It is almost easier to live in despair.  But I will take the hard path if it means having hope and love in my heart.  

Wish me good luck on my first triathlon wearing a wetsuit.  Thanks!