Just to let you know we don't only stay home and make laundry soap & tend bees,
or call ambulances to take us to the hospital!
We are leaving for the wedding of a very special person to us.
August 10, 2008
Kyle, last Christmas when he was home on leave before going to Afghanistan. I almost fainted when I opened the door and there he stood.
Kyle. and another young friend, James, Christmas 1999.
We met Kyle, and his family, in 1998 when we first moved to Coweta and his family attended church with us. Kyle's father, Brody, was the Youth Pastor and Mickey headed up the Food Ministry at Church On The Way.
The Morris Family moved into our home when Mickey and I decided to spend time traveling extensively in our RV. What started out to be 6 months ended up being
The Brody Morris Family
the day they moved in and we hit the road
June 29, 2000
(back row) Kasey, Brody, SIL Josh & Kim
(front row) Kari, Evette & Kyle
The 5 Morris' lived in our home
Josh & Kim just stopped by to tell us goodbye.
We all attended the same church up until December, 2006 when we left.
We consider Brody our "adopted" son.Addendum: I had written this but hadn't published it yet, before we had our hospital episode Tuesday. Brody, who works as an EMC called the hospital to talk to me when he saw the name "Joyce" on their report. When the nurse walked in the room to tell me I had a phone call she said "It's your son." Imagine my surprise when it was Brody. Then later in the day he came by the house to visit and to lay hand on and pray for Mickey. There are no "accidents" in our lives with our Wonderful God.