Day 22: hands His hands were holding mine as we watched a beautiful sunset from the airplane window on our way back home. It was a trip that I will never forget. Day 22: hands joy
Daily Archives: October 3, 2011
The final day. It seems like we were counting down the days until we left and now it was over. It happened in a blink. Dusty had to go back to work pretty early so we had a chance to spend time with just Derrick. He took us to Old Colorado City. Another cute town….