The Box!

Remember those really bad movies about prisons in other countries where troublesome prisoners were put in "the box"... a metal cell out in the sun with only a few holes for breathing? The prisoners always nearly died and had to be dragged out... usually delirius. Remember that? Ever been in one? I HAVE!!!

Our daughter is moving, joining her new husband, Fok, in Boston, where she will teach at Brandeis U this fall. Since she tossed all her grad-school-thrift-store furniture, she was able to get all her remaining stuff in one of those Smart Move Vaults, www.gosmartmove.com. Sooo... over the last two days Jeremy and I spent time "in the box" piecing together a giant puzzle of all her stuff to get it all in and securely tied off. I haven't sweated that much... well... since Houston. It really wasn't all that bad, and we got it in! Hurray!!

So, tonight we celebrate Jen's birthday a couple of days early; tomorrow we finish up loose ends; Friday we put jen and Kaleb on a plane for Boston. Thank you, Lord, for your never-ceasing care in all our lives.