Today is Sunday, and we are still reeling with excitement about our new home. The sun peeked through the clouds a couple of times, yet the wind whistled briskly most of the day. I know that I written about this before, but I love windy days. I always think of my brother, Kenneth, on windy days, and this was no exception. I find Joy in remembering, and in feeling his presence. I know he is always close, but on windy days I feel him with much more clarity and I am reminded not to take this wonderful life for granted. To cherish each moment. To love with all my heart and soul, and to gather to me those I love.

Here's to the Journey!