It really doesn’t matter how old I get… Or how far away from Georgia I wander… This heart of mine misses my momma something fierce… and lucky for me she feels the same way. She made the ridiculously long and exhausting journey across continents and and oceans to come see me for a short week in Chaing Man, Thailand.
It is such a blessing to be loved so completely by people. There are times on the race that I doubt myself. Times when I am not sure that I can do what is asked of me… But in these moments I look behind me and see all the incredibly people there pushing me forward… I can keep racing because you all have proven to me that it can be done. Thank you… Thank you all for sending me out among the nations… Thank you for praying for me… Thank you for loving me.
And Thank you momma, for it all. You have literally given me the world. I truly had the BEST time with you.
You fearlessly petted a tiger…
As did I…
God did a bit of copy and paste-ing when he created me. I have your face.Everywhere we went people knew that we belong together.
And that is just fine by me.
I love you, Momma Llama.
All for now through the eyes of a storyteller…
