It’s really confusing for me to think of how I spent two whole years in the US and didn’t write one blog. We did so many interesting things! But then again a lot of the time was consumed with intense emotions which doesn’t make it easy to write.
This might lead you to believe that I am not experiencing intense emotions now. WRONG. Just different emotions.
Also, while in the US, we did so much driving, always going somewhere, or on the move in one way or another. That also made it difficult to focus and write.
So, here I am, back in Cameroon, with some time on my hands. Which adventure would you like to hear about? Part of me thinks I should bring the Blog up to current right away but that is what I just wrote a newsletter about so, nope. How about an easy one to begin again?
Walking in Italy (an unlikely foundation for fellowship)
When you put 22 people from a variety of walks of life together and say, “go walk for close to 100 miles,” how likely is it that they will all end up supportive friends? God always has his own ideas that often surprise us humans. We were a group of fit and not so fit, colorful and not so colorful, wealthy and not so wealthy, rural and not so rural, faith-filled, interesting people gathered together for a journey in Tuscany, Italy. We ended up woven together through a common God, shared experiences, crazy connections, shared heartaches and victories. Our connection remains to this day over miles and miles of prairie, grasslands, and mountains, and now an ocean.
How did this come about? That would be Faithful Workouts. God provided in an amazing way for Kevin and I to join this group for the retreat-pilgrimage in Tuscany, beginning just south of Florence, Italy. The particular route we traveled is called the Via Francegina and if you are interested in some history, go ahead and look that up.
After 3 days of spiritual retreat and getting to know one another just a little bit, we began our walk. The views in this area were amazing vineyards, and olive orchards. Even before we began the walk, some people discovered common ground through some family connections. 
After a few days the topography changed dramatically and it became extremely hot. The day we entered the town of Sienna was particularly challenging for me. And, those Italians sure do love putting their villages on the top of hills. Good for defense, I guess.
The most stunning river I’ve ever walked by
The most delicious and refreshing espresso and snack I’ve ever tasted
Why? Because we had just come out from the hills where the walking was challenging and here it was, a home in the middle of nowhere, Italy, where a man has made it his business to help the travelers along their way.
A sad place to leave but one of the most satisfying experiences I’ve ever endured.
One thing I learned was this: Never, ever, underestimate God and never, ever, make assumptions.
By the way, if you want to see more photos of the Italy (and Venice) journey you can go on Facebook and look for my page titled Tuscany trip. If you don't use Facebook and still want to see more photos just email me ldcmomof7@gmail.com.
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