Relieved ...

... to be HOME.

I almost did not get on the flight. I'll write more about that later. But flying military is basically like flying stand-by. And there were not many stand-by tickets. Since there is only one flight to Turkey each week, being told, initially, that there were no seats sent Wendi-the-planner into some heavy duty tears. Me. Three kids. And an extra week in Washington D.C.? My mind was reeling.

Of course, I just got back from South Florida where I spoke to groups of women about trusting Jesus. And was I trusting Him? Not even a little bit.

We got on the flight. We got home. I am exhausted beyond words. Heading to bed. Will update more. But wanted to let everyone know, we are HOME!