Joe and I are grateful to God for our place in life. We have health and finances enough to go and do. We recently returned from a trip to Duke Medical School where Joe volunteered, joining some other retired docs to help freshmen medical students prepare for their Physical Diagnosis test. He was impressed with the program, pulling in retired doctors to assist, the quality of the students, and their preparation–Duke is graduating good doctors. He had a grand time.

We made new friends, connected with old ones, and saw family in Durham and Fayetteville, N.C.

I worked well in the motel–the joys of being an author–have laptop, will travel–and I came home to good news: a contest entry submitted and accepted, and reassurance about contracts on the four-book series, the O’Malley Saga, for those followers of Missy O’Malley. Yes, Ian O’Malley, the Prodigal Father, does come home. (Read Recovered and Free to share the family’s struggles to forgive and move into new adventures in music.)

God brought us home safely through the snow–the drive was slow, but steady. Church services on Sunday were fabulous. Good to go, good to come home. Can’t get any better than this. Life affords us new opportunities.