A grand day

Today was one of those special days in a life that just simply has to be recounted for those who care to read. Of course this was Palm Sunday and that alone would give cause to reflect and record thoughts and feelings associated with one of the major events of years past, but alas, as profound and having eternal effects on the spirit of mankind, this day holds another event which brings the heart warning, pulse raising, spirit lifting of a papa such as I. Today after church Patty and I changed into our Florida outfits and set out on a journey to a more Northern territory of Florida know as Tampa.The reason for this excursion into the hustle and bustle of the Tampa area was to arrive at the Airport to meet non other then our little Isabelle. She was arriving with her daddy who to attend a conference in Orlando for the week. We were going to be able to bring Isabelle to Marco Island for that same period, Hooray! Ah the joy to once again be embraced and get and give a hug! The smile alone at the airport was worth the drive itself, but that was just the beginning. Yes, we have her, and already she and Nana had to get into the pool, even before dinner, nothing would keep her from the appointed task of getting wet. Let's face it, wake up in the cold and snow, and before dinner swimming in a 86 degree pool with the sun shining and just as warm air. Ain't life good! and all that at 7 years of age. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday hold so much more, And as Isabelle reminded Nana, "she is on vacation"