Reflecting back on this past year, I am thankful for God's hand, as always. Another move behind us (and one I think my mind still hasn't fully embraced--this transfer from Hawaii to D.C.), but Steve is with us this year and not deployed or traveling for work, which is not always the case. We survived another PCS, another child graduating from high school. I don't always understand what God is doing, but I believe these words we put above our door in our new house:
We continue our exploration of downtown Washington, D.C. It's been nice to take our time. This past weekend saw us picking back up at the WWII and Vietnam Memorials, and then part of the Museum of American History.
I knew I'd cry at the Vietnam Wall. Seeing family members and vets take rubbings of the names of those they lost, and turn away crying, just was more than I could bear. I am such a sympathy crier anyway, but this hits pretty close to home. I wish I could give them all a hug. I hope they know how grateful we are.
|(me and my younger three reflected in the Vietnam wall)|
When we got to the museum of American history, I made a beeline for the Julia Child kitchen.
How fun is this? My nearly 6 foot daughter thinks the raised counters are a great idea!
(really bad photo taken through the glass with my phone, but how much do you love this kitchen??)
I remember watching her shows on PBS when I was young, sprawled out on the floor of our living room. There was something about listening to her voice and watching her do her 'thang'. She was so funny and had such a zest for life! I loved how she would throw back her head and belly laugh. When the move Julie and Julia came out, it renewed my interest in her, and I bought several of her books. One of the things that struck me was how devoted she and her husband were to each other until the ends of their lives. SUCH a sweet story. I love Julia. So glad I 'found' her and got to visit for a little bit.
Words to live by, these: