Two weeks ago we had the opportunity to drive out to the Homestead for a visit. Nestled between two hard weeks, it was just the reprieve we all stood in need of. We don’t get out to Ohio nearly enough, and just like all our relationships, this one too has been neglected recently due to living in crisis mode. When the windows of heaven opened enough to carve out an open afternoon, we took advantage of a rare opportunity to take hold of some much needed respite from life. Ozzie was hospitalized and the other two boys were regulated enough to handle an excursion, so off to Ohio we went to visit my parents at the Homestead.
When life is hard and you are feeling broken, nothing comforts the soul like a visit home, and what better place to find respite and lick our wounds than among those who know me and love me best…my momma and my papa.
Under their tender loving care we enjoyed the solace of the Homestead. Our bellies and spirits were fed and we enjoyed a day full of good food, good conversation, games and laughter.
With us we had an extra tag-a-long. Gracie had invited her boyfriend, Zach, to join us, wanting my parents and grandma to get to know this boy who has stolen her heart, and introduce him to all the family and animals that call Wooster home.
It was a relaxed day and the peace we found among the rolling hills of Ohio was just what the doctor ordered.
How grateful I am for this tribe of people God has blessed me with.
There is nothing better than family.