Today was an adventure, like a page out of a Laura Ingalls Wilder book! After Sister Mary Claire and I packed our bags at the inn, we carefully packed the Chevy too. It was still snowing, so we had to brush off a fluffy mountain of snow before we could even see the car! Mini barked happily, jumping around in the snow like it was the best thing ever.
We set out on the road, driving slowly because of the snow. It was like being in a snow globe that someone kept shaking. But Sister Mary Claire is a super good driver, and she says the angels are watching over us. I think Mini believes that too because she eventually fell asleep, all curled up in the back seat.
After driving for what felt like a hundred hours (Sister says it was only a few), we arrived at the Living History Farm near Des Moines. It's this really cool place that looks like the farms from a long time ago. We said a big 'Thank You' prayer when we got there because we were so grateful to arrive safely.
But guess what? The snow decided it wasn't done with us yet. It started falling even harder, turning everything into a white wonderland. The nice people at the farm said the roads were too bad to travel any further and invited us to stay. So, we're spending the night here!
Sister Mary Claire and I got cozy in a room that looks like it belongs to another century, and she read Today's Reading from her Daily Missal. I love hearing Sister read; her voice is so calm and makes me feel like everything's going to be okay.
Mini's snoozing by the fire now, and I'm about to join her in dreamland. I'm tucked in bed, feeling like a pioneer girl on a snowy night, safe and warm with my own little family.
Goodnight, Diary.
Sleepy smiles, Kathy
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