Welcome to Boston!

We had a very long day of travel but it went very well.  We left early this morning and stopped at the Huntsman to pick up Trent's medical records and have our Last Will and Testament notarized.  We got to the airport just before our flight boarded which worked out really well because we didn't have to wait for long.  We sat next to the cutest little lady, Ruth Leibendorfer.  She is from Boise and was heading out to Boston for Thanksgiving.  We started talking and answering her questions about Trent.  About two minutes into our conversation she started to cry a little and said, "I believe in miracles and I know there is a reason we met each other today."  We agreed that there are not too many coincidences out there, all things happen for a reason and by design.  She is a Baptist and said she was going to call her church tomorrow and put our names on their prayer roll.  We had a wonderful conversation the entire flight and I love her!  She is an amazing pianist/organist in Boise and I had a great time getting to know her.  When we boarded for the next flight she boarded first and saved us seats on the front row so Trent could stretch his legs.  What a sweetie!  We just had to get a picture of our new friend.

Me, Ruth, and Trent after a great flight.

When we arrived in Boston, we were picked up by a stranger.   What a welcome, unfamiliar-but kind of familiar-face!  Our next door neighbor called his cousin, who lives in Boston, to come pick us up and take us to our hotel.  Thank goodness he did because the streets here are like a bowl of spaghetti!  When Lloyd Baird stepped out of the car to get us he was disappointed that he didn't even get to use the little sign he had made for us.  He showed us a little bit of the city and where we would need to go before he dropped us off at our hotel.  He promised to send "stalkers" to take care of us while we are here because he is leaving for Utah tomorrow.  We are so grateful that he took the time to help out complete strangers and even more grateful for a kind and concerned neighbor back in Utah!  Thank you Brother(s) Baird!

Trent and our chauffeur, Lloyd Baird.

The kids called us tonight and it was great to hear their voices.  It has only been a few hours but we are already missing those cute kids!  Jonathan asked me if I was in Grandpa's phone.  When Trent spoke he asked if Trent was in there too. We were laughing and said we shrunk and got in Grandpa's phone.  He said, "I will come in and find you!" 

We are excited and anxious to talk to the doctors tomorrow.  We have our mile long list of questions written and are ready for some answers!  The hardest part about the whole thing is not knowing the answers.  We feel really good about being in Boston and the path that we are now on.  It seems that every setback we experience opens a new door which leads me to believe that they aren't really setbacks at all.  It is simply a different road than we planned, guided perfectly by a loving Heavenly Father.