One Week In

Well it's been one week since my arrival here in San Antonio. Needless to say I've gotten lost a few times; even with GPS, but have managed to get to my destinations eventually. I'm grateful to the guy I call my "Little Brother", I only call him little brother because he's much younger than me. I met Charles through my friendship with his mother. One day when we were talking I stated I wanted to move to San Antonio, and she said her son lives there. He's been such a blessing showing me where to go, what to do, and how things are done down here. I told him my way of showing him my appreciation would be to be in agreement with him for a wife. He says someone in her mid to late thirties and petite. I said to him I'll leave the particulars up to you, but I will pray that God give you a wife well suited for you. I'm grateful also to Pastor and Min. Pearson and my church family here who have made me feel so welcome.