Monday Feb 13, one month OTRTue, February 14, 2006 - 6:39 PM
Our trip through Utah is uneventful, except as always, Phil and I wonder about the sculpture of balls out in the middle of the salt flats. Why is it here? What does it represent? Why would it be out here? Inquiring minds……..
We stop in Wendover for flowers that we intend to leave at Missy’s memorial. I am so thankful that the Butter Boys have let us know where they stopped and set up a spot for us all to see and share. I pick out two lilies, one each from Cassidy & Tatum, in addition to several other flowers. They look beautiful and I look forward to arriving at mile marker 358 on I-80. We travel I-80 to mile marker 357 and make a U-turn onto the east bound direction. I have been listening to the Great American Music Hall show from Feb. 2005, “I’ll Fly Away” finishes as we pull over at the correct mile marker, Phil comments that he doesn’t see anything. I see a snowy hill with lots of footprints, so I head up the hill in my crocs (not good snow shoes) and crest the hill to find the beautiful spot that Missy’s Butter Family have picked out. It is a crystal clear day, the sky so blue, the snow on the mountains, so white. They have chosen a spot fitting for our beautiful Angel Missy.
Jen’s wreath is so nice, I love the quote from Helen Keller, very fitting, some shells, a bottle of $2 Chuck and an ornament with Missy’s name on it. We add our flowers and quietly stand together. Gathering strength and love from Missy to share with everyone we come in contact with. I have a feeling I will be stopping by here again.
Nevada comes and goes and soon we are in Auburn looking down on the Sacramento Valley below. I am excited about finally getting home, my own bed and my cat, Jolie. If you know her, you know she is naughty and I sure miss that naughty cat.
An adventure never to be forgotten, thank you RRE, HTHS, Lisa Brown and my wonderful husband & best friend.
Home again, home again, jiggity jig!
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