A Thanksgiving to Remember

We got back from Phoenix (as in ARIZONA!) last night. Talk about a great trip! I think if we'd have stayed any longer we wouldn't have been able to stand it. Norman, Becky and I flew out a week ago today and the whole trip up till we boarded the plane was pretty much of a whirlwind. We were able to visit with each of Norman's three brothers who live there and their families. We do good to see any of them once every two or three years so it was a big deal for everyone.

Mom and Dad Horton were there too. There were too many Hortons for us to overnight in the same place at the same time with them, but we spent both Thursday and Sunday with the four families and them. Thursday was Thanksgiving of course, and Sunday was nephew Ryan's 21st birthday. Both were held at Keith's house. It was the first Thanksgiving my husband had spent with his family in 34 years.

Cindy came too. Where the kids were concerned . . . she may be 27 but she was the biggest kid there. It was wonderful to see them get to know each other again and bond. Seems to me there was a lot more bonding this time. Beck's hoping Zack and his family can go to Costa Rica with the church youth group this summer.

My personal highlights were getting to visit with everyone. It was neat to see what God was doing in their lives and share the different things we've learned as believers in Christ. We saw a lot of the area in and around the city. Three families and the parents bussed down to Glendale Glitters on Friday night. Ten of us spent Saturday at the Grand Canyon - an unbelievable place. Flagstaff was COLD and it's very dark out on the desert at night.

So we're weary today, but glad to be back in one piece and looking forward to another visit west some day.