The last of scuba diving

Here are some more pictures of the scuba diving adventure.  The one thing that was wrong is I did not have enough weights on and I tended to float UP.  In the picture the dive master is helping to pull me down.  He would instruct me or help me from time to time but I did not realize until we surfaced that he was always close to me.  He tended to stay behind so I did not see him.  Anyway it was a wonderful experience and one to remember.
Terry is off to the tennis courts this morning so I am being kind of lazy for a time.  When she returns, tennis times are 90 minutes, we need to get serious about a water leak behind the fridge.  It looks like it means pulling out the fridge and investigating what is happening as there is some leakage on the kitchen floor.  I am hoping it is not too complicated.
Terry and I had a good conversation last night about the heart.  At one time I felt it may get TOO much but I think in the end it was OK.  The conversation was about one's heart and comments a person can make that makes it look like you can gage someone else's heart.  I have been thinking alot about that lately as over the last almost 3 years now there have been many many many situations in my life and in our family where it would be so easy to act or make a comment out of thinking one knows what is in someone else's heart.  I have come to think in a different way over the last years.  At one time shortly after Gail died I said to someone that it has to be way more difficult to lose a spouse than a child.  Now I know that there can be no way to say that about others but rather it ALL depends on the relationship and the person involved.  Of course I can not detail my thought process here nor can I really explain but in the end here I know now that it is very difficult to know and understand our own heart and for sure we can not know another heart. I remember years ago I thought I was close to a person, I felt I knew him and understood him and then one day I received a letter in the mail that blew me away.  One never knows I guess.
I am thinking of my age this week too.  In two days my oldest son John turns 42.  I tend to think of him as a son, a friend and a wonderful family guy but still I also tend to think of him as a young young man.  Of course in terms of age he is young yet but really with family, work and so many other things he is way beyond what I often have in my head.  As I reflect back on the last 42 years I am so proud of so many things he has done and who he is.  At times like this I tend to think of all the kids, who they are now, who they were when they were so young, what they do (if course I understand they do much I don't know!) how they live their lives and I marvel at how different they are coming from the same culture and parents.  God certainly is creative in how he does things and what he does.
Well, the french press is almost history this morning and the fridge is patiently waiting for some care so will get prepared to work but first will take the short walk to the tennis courts to say hi to Terry's tennis friends and walk home with her.  One of her friends is dealing with financial difficulties from the internet.  She and her husband have seen several thousand dollars disappear from accounts and are working hard to recover and get a handle on the computer fraud.  I hope she has good news today. 
Two weeks from today we take to the skies again and will land in St. Paul early afternoon.  SNOW!!!!