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This is my beautiful fourteen year old daughter. She's about about 800 miles away from me. This is very far. Very far indeed. She's attending EFY, which is Especially for Youth with a great many other kids her age. She called me and then sent me a picture of her dorm room. She said she loves it!

I'm thrilled that she's so happy. Happy is good. Happy is much better than not happy.

I love this child, and will be thrilled to take her in my arms and give her a huge ole hug next Saturday when we pick her up.

In the meantime, I've got three other children and a job to keep me occupied, and occupied in a big way.

I LOVE what I'm doing. Totally love it. I was given high praise from my boss today, which is just a big ole cherry on top of a delicious ice cream sundae--which I'm not eating but you get the picture. What I'm doing is making a difference and helping people. It's fulfilling and exciting and I get paid nicely to do it. What more could I ask for?

Lance and I celebrated our 23rd wedding anniversary on August 1st. Well, it was our anniversary. The celebrating part was earlier in the week when the two younger girls were at camps. We had such a wonderful time. We went to a movie one night and then we took a day and went to Mt. Baker. We made it to the Baker Lake and not the actual mountain but that was fine. It was soooo incredibly beautiful. See? We took a great many pictures, but I'll just post this one. Others are on my FB. Life is good.

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