Teresa's Ponderings

What a ride we have been on the last couple of days! This tale isn't long, but for us it has been full of ups and downs. I won't waste a bunch of your time with a long intro and besides, I can't think of a good transition anyway. The church we will soon be attending has a great parsonage next door. There's a parking lot and nice grassy play area that separates the two, but it is easily accessible for my hubby, which is a big deal when you are blind and rely on others to drive you around. The only problem? It is a cape cod; two bedrooms and one bath on the main floor and a big open room upstairs with no bathroom. No problem for most families. We, however, are just a little larger than the 2.2 kid average that is prevalent in America. Curt saw the one bathroom and I could see the tears form. OK, maybe not, but in my overactive imagination that's how I picture the scene going down. All this doesn't really matter, except to say, the church decided to build on to

In 19 days, my whole life will change, yet again. In 19 days, everything that has become comfortable and normal will be wiped away, another page in the book of my life will turn and there at the top will appear the next chapter heading. This new chapter is currently being called "Canton" and I have no idea how this chapter will begin nor do I know how it will end. I do, however, know how I came to the end of this chapter and that is something many of you are wondering about. Allow me to take you on the journey with us and pardon any rambling or rabbit trails I may take along the way. This is a story I will tell from my perspective. I'd love to tell it from another point of view, but this is how I remember the sequence and if I put this disclaimer now I may avoid my husband, who has the memory of an elephant, from correcting me. Actually, probably not, because he has turned correcting me into a hobby, but whatever. Some months ago, Curt came in the door from his of