We hosted a gathering at our lake property that had promised to be somewhat of a reunion.  It seems that our Lord had other plans.

My uncle had a stroke about a month before my mom died. Last summer we hosted a reunion at camp with my mom as the guest of honour. This year the guest of honour was to be my uncle.

It might have been the hot weather, or the hilly windy roads or the excitement, but what ever it was, on the way to the outing, my uncle became ill and was returned home.

As disappointing as this was, we still had a very memorable day.

Clearly the little one enjoyed the water.