Exploring the ARC (ARKansas Valley) in 2012, my mother was on the road again, alone, this morning to bring us, her children, some of the treasures she had saved. Of course, she wasn't really alone. Dex had provided her the means to travel in a public/private partnership.
She spoke the word softly into my ear as I kissed her with a hug. I understood that this was her Calling that I inherit.
