Happy Trails To You - Until We Meet Again....

The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart. ~Alan Alda

Growing up in the generation of long good-byes, usually beginning at the kitchen table, strolling through the dining and living room, out onto the front porch. Last but most important, was the folding of the arms, while leaning into the car window, for the last goodbye.  The best comes last.
I've been re-reading some books that hold a special place in my heart.  Books on "places" are personal favorites. 
God is a God of places.  He created the earth.  He wanted us to have a very special place.  He created the universe and the deepest oceans.  He likes places that speak not only of majesty and mystery, in his infinite love, he wanted us to be "blown away" by His creation.  These places prove His abundant and overflowing love for us!
This blog, has been a different sort of place.  Technology allowed me to share some of my journey with cancer.  Some rough days, things that made me laugh,  things I was mulling over.  By virtue of cyberspace and regular mail,  I received many notes of encouragement.  Thank you!
 Today, I'm closing this place; my blog.  I've looked around, dusted off a few things, smiled and shed a tear or two. I have enjoyed 'this place', but it's time to turn out the lights, grab the door handle, take one last look around and close the door.  As I said in my opening, the next chapter is unfolding.  Like all of you,God only knows what will be written next.
My blog provided a place for people to walk along side of me.  Your prayers brought me through deep waters.  My heart is full of remembrances, cards, food, emails, visits, tears, love, and laughter. You provided a sanctuary for me. I am here because of your precious prayers and support. 
I have lived in the Psalms.  I continue to live there and am seeking a deeper dependence on God.  The words of David and others have spoken when I couldn't think or pray.  Though these were people like me - like you, they spoke boldly and fiercely and thousands of years later, we are comforted, startled and encouraged.  God can withstand our anger and hurt.  Though sometimes we find we are in places we didn't want to go -  He is Jehovah-Jirah.  He Provides. 

 "You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance."

To my dearest friends and family.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart for standing in the gap, not only for me, but for Jim and Molly for many in my extended family.  Thank you for being here, whether in person or in thought, for walking so faithfully with me.  Thank you to the many I do not know personally; for being so generous in your prayers.  Blessings!
Most of all, I thank you God, for being so ever present, so mindful of me. He is my mighty rock and my refuge!"    
I love you all, kathryn
and now from Lake Wobegon --

"Be well, do good work, and keep in touch."

  ~Garrison Keillor