It's over. Months of meetings, phone calls, planning, asking...done for the year. It was good. Turned out well. The rain that was in the forecast never came. A beautiful day. I only shed a couple tears.
Will I be part of it next year? Part of the team? Yes. Part of the committee? I don't know. It requires commitment. I'm glad I did it this year, don't get me wrong. Just don't think I got everything out of it. Sounds selfish, I know. But it's honest.
It's been a hard week. Lots of memories. Tears. Anguish. Pain sucks. But I get the messages that God sends and I keep moving. That's what it's about...keep moving.
