Mandolin rain

We spent several hours at my mother’s house on Sunday afternoon. While the girls played with their cousins, I got to process a lot of the trip I took with The Exodus Road by talking extensively about what I saw and felt with my mother, stepfather, sister and brother-in-law. My mother especially wants to jump in with her hands and help however she can. I am in the middle of writing another post with ideas while frantically trying to get ready to leave in two days with the girls for a 10-day trip to the Midwest. Please bear with me.