Cleveland Rocks

We spent Sat-Sun in the dear cities of Shaker and Cleveland Heights in Cleveland. Blast from the past. As our Town and Country cruised up 71 North toward our old stomping grounds, it brought back a feeling of "home." We learned great lessons about ourselves and about our relationship there (remember, Cleveland was where I landed right after Namibia, Africa - and where Scott proposed to me several months thereafter).

And beloved friends who have grown us in so many ways are there: John Zitzner and the rest of the Ecity gang, John and Deanne Lentz, Clover Beal, the Forest Hill community. It was so wonderful to be surrounded by that love. And to thank those who have so dearly served us in prayer and flowers and cards these past months.

Like a goof, I completely forgot my camera. So no visuals to detail our weekend adventure.