That is just the only word I could think of as I looked at the breathtaking views we had each day of skiing. I just love the mountains and the snow. I really hope there are mountains in heaven. Only God could create somthing so spectacular. Of course, being the anniversary of Luke's birth he was on my mind so much last week. A really neat thing happened as we were renting our skiis. They have stickers on them where they write your name so you don't lose your skiis at the resort. The skiis the guy got out for me still had a name on the sticker and it was Luke. I had to take a picture so everyone could see. It was goood to be away and to be together. I did just fine until Saturday. On the plane home there were at least three babies. One sitting right behind us who was about my favorite age - 5 months old and a bald headed baby boy in a sweet little sleeper. Then we got home and some people came to look at our house ( we listed it on Craig's list to see what would happen because we want to move but are waiting for God's guidance)and they had a darling little 5 month old boy. Then Eric and I watched an old movie that was sad and had a baby in it. I ended the night in tears because there just seemed to be babies everywhere I turned that day. It really made me want a baby so badly even though I think God is closing that door for us. I felt much better having cried and press on with life.
