A Little Fall of Rain

Yesterday was Karen's 51st birthday. We decided to celebrate even though she couldn't join us, so Lum made a delicious strawberry shortcake with the strawberries from Mama Karissa's garden. Katelyn and Lum also made big chicken sandwiches and some sweet tea, and we all piled in the car and drove up to one of Karen's favorite picnic spots. It's on these big hills overlooking Bamenda, a spot of grass that's escaped being turned into a farm. When we got there it was raining, and began to rain harder, but we waited it out and as we started to eat the rain stopped – I'd like to think just for us. Everything was beautiful and green, and we watched clouds come and go and sink into the valleys and then creep up the mountains as we ate and talked. When we came back, we ate cake and spent the evening together talking in the living room, and it was really a special day altogether. I wish Mama Karissa could have been there; she would have loved it! But I'm also pretty sure her day was even better than ours.