Christmas Secret…

The tree dressed in lights, the gifts now waiting beneath it…speaks to my heart.

I’m patiently waiting for my children’s arrival. While I wait, I’ll let you in on something…

The decorating and the pre celebration work has been done with them in mind. It is for them that we hung the stockings, wrapped their gifts with special touches, even the decorations were chosen and placed with them in mind.

As I got ready for the moment when we’d enjoy supper together and open gifts, I was nearly giddy with the knowledge of how loved they would feel. Our grown kids already know that their Father and I love them, but isn’t it wonderful to express love in extraordinary ways? That’s what we’re doing today.

But here’s the scoop that I have for you. All the hard work leading into this glorious day is also for my husband and me, because our children’s joy completes our own.

Our Heavenly Father has also prepared for our home coming. Can you imagine His joy when He thinks of you someday being with Him forever?

He’s made the way. He paid the price. He gave the most expensive gift that has ever been given with you and me in mind.

“God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, so that whoever believes in Him should not perish, but shall have everlasting life”–John 3:16

Talk about spectacular, extravagant giving… such love! That love, that exquisite, grand love is as much for you as it is or has been for anyone.

God loves you.
Merry Christmas.

Pamela Koefoed



Don’t Drive Fly–Good Advice…Maybe (Formally, ‘Why Are you Driving to Texas?’)

Vern and I will be heading our silver Cadillac Seville down the road for a trip through six states. We’re bound for Texas to see our first grandchild, a darling baby boy, and we’re making a vacation out of it by including National monuments, National parks, amazing scenery, and beautifully decorated Bed and Breakfasts on the itinerary.

Making this grandparent thing a little more real is what motivated us to consider driving to Texas. A few of our friends have said, “Why are you driving from Oregon all the way to Texas? You should fly.”

I’ll try answering this questions here. Driving to the nearest airport will take us four hours. Going through security, another hour. Wait an hour for the flight. Fly all day. That’s one and a half days gone. We might as well drive and tour a part of America that we’ve only seen in National Geographics.

We can’t wait to see our son, daughter-in-love, and to hold the newest member of our family. Vern and I have no idea what it’s like to be grandparents, but all our grandparent friends and family tell us how remarkable it is. They say it’s even more fun than parenthood. I have loved every moment of being a parent, so being grandma must be next to heaven itself.

We invite you to join us on the adventure by following our blog. We’ll share some of our photos, reviews of terrific and (hopefully not terrible) discoveries, interesting sites, fascinating finds, delicious dining, and we’ll give you a mini tour of the bed and breakfasts in which we’ll be staying.

Followers will also get to discover with us what our friends and family have been telling us–that being a grandparent is the best “job” on the planet.

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Happy Trails.

Blessings to you~

Pamela & Vern