Life, it's a Big Faith Journey

This morning as I was talking to my grandson about his upcoming trips this summer and driving long distances I shared some of our long trips as a child. I told him about how we had moved 1600 miles away from all my other family due to my father's health. While my Daddy drove off we stayed with my grandma until he could send for us.  It was a day when calling long distance cost a fortune and for a while we didn't even have a phone. There were no cell phones, computers or internet. It was snail mail. Thinking back to how long it took for a letter to get 1600 miles and then to get one back reminds me of something like a pigeon carrier service. All that we had with us in this move was what my Dad could put in the back of his pickup truck. No toys, no TV, no dishes.  He found a small place to stay and then a job and saved for a bigger place and then saved for airline tickets to have my mother, brother and I flown out to him. Oh my gosh we missed him so much. We cried so much.  So a