Thankful

Greg and I took a short trip out west to visit our daughter, Porscha. While there we hiked, talked, enjoyed an early Thanksgiving, walked Beau (her dog) and got to know Josh (be boyfriend) better. We had a wonderful time.
The view from my window as we flew over the desert was beautiful. While the sun still threw light across the land, mountains, canyons and rivers intrigued me but at the sun went down and darkness enveloped the landscape. Tiny spots of white and gold light lay in small clusters. A narrow line of lights, Moab, came into view and I knew my daughter was one of those small lights. So far away and so small in the dark, my heart reached out to the spot where she is and a tear escaped.