Last night Kara and Luke were here. We heard about their week at the beach in North Carolina with his family. Then they headed out bright and early this morning--Kara in their car, and Luke in their new truck. They tried out their new 14-mile radius walkie talkies, and seemed satisfied that they would be able to keep in touch over the long drive to St. Louis today, and tomorrow to Denver.
It brought back memories of Dave and I traveling in two cars in the opposite direction--from Utah to Maryland, when we were first married. I'm not very good at driving more than about an hour at a time, and it took us about 10 days to get here--with a little stopping with family in between. Raised in the West, I've lived my married life in the East. Now my 'Eastern' daughter plans to settle in the West. Go figure.
Kara has left and come back several times over the past years in college, but this time they have no plans to come back. They have one more semester at BYU-Idaho and Dave and I plan to see them graduate in December. Then they hope to settle in Denver. We'll miss them, but are happy for them and their bright futures.