So it is 6:00 pm and we are almost on our way to the airport. We have had a great mission and have loved it. We are ready to be home for awhile. Orlando is going to pick us up and if we survive his driving to the airport, we should emerge from the plane around 2:00 pm Saturday. Night before last when we went to bed, having just weighed our suitcases and having found them all to be 5 pounds over---every one of them---we were having family prayers. Connie was giving it. In the middle of it, she said "bless our suitcases that they will not weigh so much in the morning." I started laughing during the prayer. Sometimes she is stream of conscienceness... The next day we weighed the suitcases and they had all dropped 4 pounds each. This my life.