That man of mine is always ready to make the most out of any situation. Welcome to Manila! 16 hours of flying. At least a good 5 hours of babies screaming in the three rows surrounding us. 3:00 in the morning our time. Hotter than heck. Our bags don't come out until the very end, making us more than a little nervous and the man still has a smile on his face. How did I get so lucky? Looks like the kids need a lesson from their dear old dad!
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Overwhelming to read all of this--can't imagine how you all must feel! So proud of our son & his family. Will pray unceasingly.
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