Written on 6-18-03 in the PM.
This was originally written on June 1st.
It’s a Sunday, and I didn’t go to church today. Father forgive me, but we are on our annual and traditional Lake Powell trip. We launched at Hite again, but the water is much lower. Things here just aren’t the same due to the drought. We had to launch from a different place than usual, the driftwood and garbage were tremendous, and you could see the current where we usually take off out across the water. We’ve had a lot of water fun today pulling the kids in the “Monster” tube, taking a hike where we camped last year, and pulling Eric right off a rock, slalom-style.
I wanted to try to ski, but can’t because of my knee. I’ll get to that later. James and Kyle are playing on the rocks behind me. Kyle actually skied for the first time. I was driving the boat when he first did it, but Eric got him to stay up much longer when he tried a little later in the day. B’s over in the “kitchen” area, but the boys just called her over to look at something. A is with Eric and they are pulling the girls in the “Monster” tube (Becca included, of course!). It’s cloudy, but not cool. Warm breezes are softly blowing the pages of my journal.
Life is good, and I am thankful I can say that...