Farewell

I hate goodbyes.

But, if you have to say goodbye, you do it the way our church in Chicago did yesterday. We gathered as a family for a delicious potluck dinner and time of sharing. PR and I don't necessarily enjoy the spotlight, and we were a bit embarrassed by the "open microphone" tributes, but it was wonderful to fellowship one-on-one with so many dear ones. The time together and memories shared will warm our hearts in the days and weeks ahead.

It's nice to know we will see many of these friends again; if not here, in heaven. So it's not good-bye; it's see-you-later.

p.s. Karina is hanging in there, by God's grace.