Alone Time
I reveled in the coffee for one, the shopping, the unfamiliar sense of peace and quiet. J even stopped by the house and “caught” me reading my Bible out in the backyard.
He didn’t even interrupt me, I found out about it from my friends who thought it was cute, but they just don’t realize how difficult it is to get alone with the B-I-B-L-E around here.














It’s not exactly the traditional Texas family portrait I had in mind, but there’s always next year. 




