When I walked out the office door this afternoon I looked up and this is what greeted me. The mountain is only 5 miles from our place and it never quits amazing me with its changing beauty. You can actually sit and watch it change before your eyes. What a beautiful place to call home. I never get tired of looking at the mountains. I am so thankful that I am able to enjoy such simple pleasures. Having lived in Oregon my whole life and never having the chance to see much of the United States I find that at times I tend to take things like the beautiful surroundings for granted.But after a visit from our daughter and family in March. I do not think I will ever look at the mountains the same. I can still see the amazement on the faces of the Grandkids and Brian as we wound through the mountains going from one spot to another. I will never forget the tiny little water fall we stopped at on the way to the redwoods. I have passed that waterfall many of times and never gave it a second thought. But when they saw that pitiful little thing, they were as excited as if they had just found an untapped gold mine. That moment has stuck with me and it helps me every day to remember to cherish all the little things in life. The things we take for granted may be the most beautiful thing in existance to someone else.
I am so thankful for so many things in my life. But mostly I am thankful for Michelle and her family for allowing me to be a part of their lives. For being the missing part of my life.

