Well isn't it funny that here we are six months later, and back on good'ol Grandfather Mountain. So much has gone on and changed in the last 6 months...we have moved, Addison had her 3rd birthday, we went on several great trips, shared wonderful moments with family and friends, and life has moved on with or without us. The funny thing is that here we are back at one mountain in our life that will never change...Grandfather. This mountain has been such a constant in my life..."he" has watched me as I grew up...we climbed over his nose countless times, my Dad and I.
I grew up in the shadow of this mountain, always looking up at his profile. "He" has seen my saddest moments in life and some of my happiest. No matter where I really call home, when I turn the corner on Hwy 105 and see his profile I will always feel like I am returning home. Now I climb the mountain with the man I now call my rock, my husband, our two great kids, who unlike the mountain are ever changing, and of course my Dad, who will always be the one who passed on his love for the mountain to me, and Lisa.
Life changes, we change, even mountains change to be fully honest, but one thing does not...my Heavenly Father. What would I do without that stabilizing truth that when all else fails or when I just can't keep up...God waits, His love unchanging, for us to climb back onto His peaks, as the adventure He has for us awaits just around the corner.
Below are just a couple of recent pictures of us living life...
