Waiting is so hard, especially when it’s a life in the day. So, I keep busy. Thankfully, I enjoyed a visit with one of my favorite people in the world. Yes, you, Sheryl. It was a treasured time; crying, laughing, talking, listening, sharing hopes, verbally figuring out stuff like heartbreak and what that looks like to a mom… soulbreak and what that looks like to legalistic church people who assume that YOU’RE the spiritually constipated one when actually, it’s probably THEM. I don’t know, but I am certain that God loves and has forgiven all of us. He wants to love and forgive through us.
And then there’s the trust thing and the believing that He will come through for us. I’m seeing, through my mom’s cancer and deterioration that he DOES come through…with little blessings like a pink painted walker and a genuine Philly hoagie for mom. And how he preserved my son and his best buddy when his buddy lost control of his car and they hit a wall and then bounced off to roll 3 times. Thank you DEAR GOD for not taking my son or his friend or his friend’s younger brother quite yet.
I know, I know. People all around me have suffered through SO much more and here I am, talking like a life in the day and a day in the life is too, too much. Earlier yesterday, I felt that. wanted to just sit down and cry. But, the meltdown didn’t come. I’d already leaked out enough here and there.
So, the fire near our town has been brought into submission, enough so that firefighters can go help in other states, like Colorado. We have cooler temps and more wind today and by now, everyone is despairing because still…no rain in the forecast. Such is life here, today. I’m happy that the sun is shining and we keep going. We love and are loved. What a blessing!