Three years and thirteen days ago, Dave and Kristen and four elves backed out of our driveway, headed for their new home in Virginia. They had shared these walls with us for two and a half years before that, and the separation was as painful as an amputation for me.

The three intervening years have brought all kinds of growth in all of us. None of us had any idea if the distance between us would be permanent or whether God would move in some unseen way to erase (or yes, even increase) the miles.

Today, we see glimpses of His next plans for this precious part of our family. Dave is ready for the next step in the vocation he loves...and after some priceless experience with a great home builder in Maryland, he has even more of the tools he needs to be successful in building a business of his own. Next month, the Slaughters will return to San Antonio (one child richer than when they left) and we'd like to think the whole city will be cheering...Granny's House, at least, will be celebrating and thanking God for the opportunity of another season of togetherness.

One season following another...laden with happiness and tears...

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