This is what has been consuming our lives. We are moving our way through the arduous process of insurance claims. Once when we were driving in our van, Mali said, "Mom, wouldn't Laura Anne be a good name for our car?" I had to chuckle, because at the moment, she didn't remember that one of my best friends throughout childhood (and still today!) is named Laura Anne! Consequently, Laura, our dear van was named after you. Yesterday it became real that it is truly time to say goodbye and move on.
On to finding another car and getting out of the rental we've inhabited for the last few weeks. On to focusing on more enjoyable things, like Mark's brother's wedding next weekend and Greta's birthday in a few days! Yep, it is definitely time to move on.
All through this process, I have been overwhelmed with gratitude for our safety, for having the luxury of a safe van, and for the possibility of replacing it. These are not small things.
1 comment:
oh, this photo makes my stomach lurch.
so glad again for your safety.
i think i'll name my car today.
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