Early Wednesday morning I was checking in with kids on my case load and by night fall I was on top of a hill in the middle of a field milking cows with my Dad & Tristan. It's funny what a few hours can do. As the boys were tending to Betsy I sat on the front step of the barn soaking in the silence, breathing in the evening air and enjoying the beauty of my surroundings. A charcoal black sky sprinkled with stars and a sense of total peace came over me. Tristan's laughter, my father's voice in the background and a spectacular view of God's creation brought a surge of joy to my heart. Goodness...you have to love it.