when i hear a plane go by overhead or see a backpacker thumbing a ride on the ramp to the interstate, i get butterflies in my stomach thinking, “i could be going somewhere” and unconsciously wonder when my passport will need to be updated. but, for now, my travels are something other than locational. i am best friend to jimmy, and i wake up every morning wondering why he chose me, thanking God he did. i am mama to jameson, mercy, and patience, whose tears, smiles and giggles bring me out of my foulest moods. knowing that life isn’t Fair, i am grateful now for our home and family and pray that both are a blessing to everyone who comes here.