I know more about him now than I did a year ago. After traveling two days without giving my parents a courtesy call to assure them we were safe, I learned I still respect the authority of my father. I also learned he won't hesitate to give me a lecture if I need one. Through our travels between Arkansas and Nebraska, I have learned that my daughter understands more about geography at 3 years old than I did at 6. She recognizes Arkansas and Nebraska on a map, but we're still working on Kansas and Oklahoma.
Unfamiliar faces are simply friends waiting to be discovered.
While we were still in Arkansas, our former pastor learned one of his dear friends had a daughter living in Grand Island. Evidently, he made a few phone calls to share our moving plans. As a result, we had an unexpected welcoming committee awaiting our arrival. The day after we arrived, a Tuesday, David and Lynn Vollmer tracked us down and invited us to dinner on Saturday with the pastor of their church and his family. The Vollmers have since moved to Kentucky, but the friendships developed that night will last a lifetime.