I remember the morning like it was yesterday.
Cold, dark, rainy February morning in Portland, Oregon as we boarded the plane to Lisbon, Portugal for our three month adventure in 2014. Since then, it feels as though I've barely let my feet touch the ground before jumping on the next flight.
I'm in deep with this "travel bug" everybody warned me about.
Last January I lay in bed late one night, somewhere between a flight to California and a trip to Nicaragua, when we got the letter. An invitation to attend the 2015 special convention in Malta as delegates! The envelop came at the dead line- in the last hour of what seemed like an eternity of waiting to hear back from our applications! And now that it is finally October, The anticipation is about to be replaced by the experience of a facet of spiritual blessings unlike any other I have ever kniwn! Malta- here we come!!!
