It's rainy season here in Guatemala. We're coming down to the home stretch when the dry season arrives. For the past few days, it has been raining 24 - 7.
Yesterday, the sun came out! Yeah. When we drove to the store, we came to the normal "turn in the road", where the road had fallen off a number of years ago, making it go down from a 4 lane road to a 2 lane road.
Now that road is in danger again. With the constant rain that Guatemala City has been enduring, there are numerous mudslides and road closures.
The police decided to close the road. There are 2 main roads that serve our community. With this one main road being closed down, the only other road will be over-saturated with more cars. Ugh!
My friends... who are they and how do I know them? It is interesting when I reflect on the list of those of you who took the time to write personal Birthday greetings to me. Besides being my friends, you have blessed me from any of the following contexts: White Rock and North Lake Elementary School Lake Highlands High School Moody Bible Institute John Brown University Parent Council missionaries and friends from Bolivia missionaries and friends from Guatemala
churches we have attended together childhood , HS or college friends of Glenn relatives and neighbors prayer warriors and supporters Thank you to all of you who sent me your Birthday Greetings. I am blessed to have you as a part of my life. Y'all rock my socks off.
How did I spend my day? Yesterday, I celebrated my 59th birthday. It started out with breakfast at IHOP, then I had a skype call with my grandkids, followed by a nap, enjoyed the movie "The Bridge of Spies" with Tom Hanks at the VIP Oakland Mall with an unexpected cancellation of dinner plans followed by an evening of reading all of my FaceBook wall postings and watching Chicago Cubs baseball.
I would say I can't completely mark this off of my bucket list. There was a 10 year old boy who was running all around, annoying everyone and gave us the wrong information. We believed him, otherwise it would have been an even more fun experience. I think I will have to try another Corn Maze to feel that this experience is complete.
I asked for a map of the 2 acre corn maze. Nope, didn't have one. I asked for a diagram of the corn maze. Nope, didn't have one. I love following maps, but this was challenging with no map. Glenn and I made a team effort and accomplished the maze. It was Fun! It was a Beautiful day.
The Corn Maze was at Hall's Pumpkin Farm and Corn Maze. Check out the web-site. If you are in the Dallas-Fort Worth area, you should check it out. It is very family friendly. Open until Oct 31st. We even got the Senior Discount.
Dallas Cowboy's Football Stadium
We got to go inside of the AT&T stadium, otherwise known as Dallas Cowboys' home field.
It's been 20 years since we had been to a game, but just to go see the beautiful stadium was a real treat.
To read more about our adventure at the Stadium, click here.
So, I got to knock 2 things off of my Bucket List in the past 3 weeks.
I wonder what the next item will be that I can check off of my bucket list?
I don't think there is any direct connection between looking up cemeteries and the Dallas Cowboys, but there could be.
We were at both places on the same day.
We drove my parents and Aunt Hattie "Down Home" to several cemeteries, walked down memory lane and enjoyed recounting the family heritage that we have.
Interestingly enough, we were visiting at the Leesburg, Texas cemetery on Oct 10, 2015 ...exactly 73 years after my great grandmother died.
Next stop was Pleasant Grove cemetery.
My great grand parent's grave
My grandparents (my mom's parents).
My parents showing us their burial spot and location.
After a picnic lunch, we stopped at a 3rd cemetery outside of Gilmer and saw where my Aunt Sue is buried. She also went by the name of Poochie.
Later that afternoon, we drove Aunt Hattie to Arlington to the Cowboy Stadium. This was our first visit to the AT&T Stadium in Arlington. Aunt Hattie's grand daughter runs the Redzone Game events. It was a special time to walk through a self guided tour of the stadium. We watched little kids play, small girls cheer and families smile as they walked on the astro-turf to the center Dallas Cowboy star and families take prize photos.
My eyes were drawn to the 5 Super Bowl Championship banners proudly hanging overhead.
Back in the 70's it was customary for missionaries to send their children away to boarding school.
It was no exception for Glenn. For his 10th, 11th and 12th grades, Glenn attended Ben Lippen High School in Asheville North Carolina.
Over the weekend, Glenn and I took a journey back to his formative years. We connected with dear old friends.
Glenn connected with old classmates, former soccer players and friends from his high school choir.
On Saturday evening, we joined the class of 1972 for their evening gathering and potluck dinner. We sat around the tables and shared stories, heard stories of heart aches, challenges and growth since their BL years, and we heard stories of God's faithfulness through the years. We didn't leave the gathering until 12:45am. My eyes were swollen from crying and we were worn out from engaging in the interesting stories of grief and joy.
God is faithful.
On Sunday morning, we gathered at the old campus to have brunch and a worship service.
Glenn and his choir director, Ralph Parker.
Glenn is somewhere there in the crowd with some of the former BL choir members.