Since this time last year I've traveled to Switzerland, and visited Germany to see where my family came from. I spent two days in Italy, and a marvelous week in Canada meeting new friends and seeing the beautiful country to the north.
Twice I spend weekends in New Orleans, my favorite getaway city, and had a romantic tryst in another Louisiana town.
I've visited Colorado in the springtime, camped in Utah amidst autumn splendor, and had a beautiful snowy Christmas season in Salt Lake City.
And now a week in South Carolina and a day in Savannah Georgia as well.
Add to that list all the places I've visited via cyberspace.
I've dropping in on spots around the globe and shared seasons and celebrations, creativity and capers unimagined before. Blogging is a very good thing!
I've gotten on with my hat making, novel writing, photography and exercising.
(I NEVER imagined I'd be belly dancing and doing Hatha yoga, not to mention Zumba. Last year at this time I didn't even know Zumba existed!)
My fifty third year was really something.
Today's my fifty fourth birthday and now I wonder:
What adventures will this next year hold?
I've got so much to be thankful for.
I woke up this morning to the sound of birdsong. My thoughts were of thanksgiving, and acknowledgment once again that my favorite three words are
"He is risen."
"He is risen."
Without that, all this growing older would just be another day closer to death without future adventures.
Instead I am satisfied that each passing day brings me a day closer to being in a place better than any place I've ever visited here on earth.
I'm not expecting to go there soon, but it is wonderful to know that the trip is already booked and that I have reservations in heaven.
It is so good to know that heaven is the last of all the places that I will go to.
(Pictures from the vacations will be coming up later....we had a great time!)
(The white hat was made the day before we left for vacation. I was going for a bit of Southern plantation style with the classic black ribbon on Panama straw. It isn't a panama, but it was suited the mood just fine.)