Whew! Just got home and settled in after a short visit to Fairhope, Alabama. Home Sweet Home.....both directions. Down there is my retreat, I absolutely love it! But the ties at home are sweet, too. And just one of the kids got to go, so my heart was in two places; I really missed my daughter not being there. It was little Yoshi's first trip since his surgery, and mom's too! Ironic, huh? Both seemed to enjoy themselves the whole time. It was Yoshi's first interaction with my son's doggies since his surgery 5 weeks ago. He played himself out! My son made a little shopping and photo trip with his grandparents which is always good for my heart. He and I went on a little shopping journey ending up stranded in a Halloween store for over an hour while a huge rain storm fell down. We finally caught a slight let up in the deluge and made a run/limp to the car! We were wet but not as wet as we could have been.
We packed back up this morning and headed back. Sad to leave my safe haven but glad to see my daughter who got her mama time in another shopping trip to Covington, Louisiana, this afternoon. Talk about a tired mama....this is one tired mama! But a happy one and a happy daughter, can't ask for more.
We went to Michael's craft store to buy my stuff for the oil painting classes that start Wednesday that I am taking with my aunt and uncle. I needed some Halloween stamps for my 31 Days of Halloween challenged over at Smeared and Smudged. I was so disappointed at first because last weekend I had run in Michaels in Slidell, Louisiana, and their dollar bin was full on stamps and all kinds of goodies, but then I hit the mother load! I bought 12 stamps I think and my daughter bought me some more! I also got a few goodies for the challenge which I will remain mum about so as not to post anything before hand. I have a very big mouth! Who would have thunk it? LOL Below will be a photo as I still haven't learned how to post a pic under the paragraph!!
On the way to Alabama a very new friend called me to tell me her husband had found her father passed away downstairs that morning. So many good people I love are hurting right now and I hurt for them. I have to tell the story of our meeting because it shows what a good person she is. When mama was in the hospital the next to the last time, she had a nursing assistant (PCP) at the Heart Hospital named E. She had the brightest personality you could ever meet. My dad always tells everyone he got the wrong baby from the hospital and his child is out there rich and smart. (He thinks it's a hoot:) Well, he tells the story to E. in front of my aunt and uncle and she throws her arms out and yells "Daddy!" My daddy was speechless and it was hilarious! We laughed and she made mama laugh so hard. So I was sister, mama was mama and daddy was daddy. Her last day with us when she left she gave me her number and asked me to keep in touch about mama. On mama's last visit to the hospital before stopping the chemo, we reconnected and I had text messaged her once and hadn't got a reply but I didn't mention it. But E. did! She told mama why I didn't answer her text. So we had to pull out our phones and prove to each other we had both sent a text but my phone didn't (still won't ) accept her text messages. That Saturday before she left she asked mama what she wanted her to sing in church for her. And that Sunday night she called to see how mama was doing. We got to have lunch with her; I ran to mail something for Etsy and brought us back some food and she ate in the room with us. It was special to have someone you just met care about you mama that you are so in fear of loosing. And not that it has anything to do with anything but we call each other "sister" in the halls at the front desk it didn't matter and she is black and I am white. People like to stare when that happens. Why I don't know besides the obvious color of our skin because to me she is my sister. She called me a week ago and wanted to check on mama on her day off. That is selfless love. Not part of her job description, but very much part of her love for people and above all her love for Jesus. I immediately got out messages to my Prayer Warriors for mama to pray for her and her family. It's all I can do. I wish I could make it not have happened. When she called she was so broken and I have never heard her broken. Again, a reminder of how blessed I am. Anyway, I wanted to share a beautiful person with a beautiful soul with you. Sorry for the sadness that I promised wouldn't be in every post; but it keeps happening. As it happens in every person's lives with family and friends.
I was totally surprised to see 5 comments on my blog!! I thought these were just journal ramblings that no one would ever really read. But now with the 31DOH challenge right around the corner I better be set for business! And to you who commented I will be replying now that I am home with my own computer and wonderful, wonderful internet! It is sketchy at best down there.
Going into the week it is really full with wrestling, art class, chemo, another doctor's appointment with mama, and my dreaded colonoscopy: however, I am gonna try to do a tutorial. Haven't decided on what yet but we will put something together! Hold me to it or I will get lazy! hehehe
Have a great week and be happy and be crafty!!
We packed back up this morning and headed back. Sad to leave my safe haven but glad to see my daughter who got her mama time in another shopping trip to Covington, Louisiana, this afternoon. Talk about a tired mama....this is one tired mama! But a happy one and a happy daughter, can't ask for more.
We went to Michael's craft store to buy my stuff for the oil painting classes that start Wednesday that I am taking with my aunt and uncle. I needed some Halloween stamps for my 31 Days of Halloween challenged over at Smeared and Smudged. I was so disappointed at first because last weekend I had run in Michaels in Slidell, Louisiana, and their dollar bin was full on stamps and all kinds of goodies, but then I hit the mother load! I bought 12 stamps I think and my daughter bought me some more! I also got a few goodies for the challenge which I will remain mum about so as not to post anything before hand. I have a very big mouth! Who would have thunk it? LOL Below will be a photo as I still haven't learned how to post a pic under the paragraph!!
On the way to Alabama a very new friend called me to tell me her husband had found her father passed away downstairs that morning. So many good people I love are hurting right now and I hurt for them. I have to tell the story of our meeting because it shows what a good person she is. When mama was in the hospital the next to the last time, she had a nursing assistant (PCP) at the Heart Hospital named E. She had the brightest personality you could ever meet. My dad always tells everyone he got the wrong baby from the hospital and his child is out there rich and smart. (He thinks it's a hoot:) Well, he tells the story to E. in front of my aunt and uncle and she throws her arms out and yells "Daddy!" My daddy was speechless and it was hilarious! We laughed and she made mama laugh so hard. So I was sister, mama was mama and daddy was daddy. Her last day with us when she left she gave me her number and asked me to keep in touch about mama. On mama's last visit to the hospital before stopping the chemo, we reconnected and I had text messaged her once and hadn't got a reply but I didn't mention it. But E. did! She told mama why I didn't answer her text. So we had to pull out our phones and prove to each other we had both sent a text but my phone didn't (still won't ) accept her text messages. That Saturday before she left she asked mama what she wanted her to sing in church for her. And that Sunday night she called to see how mama was doing. We got to have lunch with her; I ran to mail something for Etsy and brought us back some food and she ate in the room with us. It was special to have someone you just met care about you mama that you are so in fear of loosing. And not that it has anything to do with anything but we call each other "sister" in the halls at the front desk it didn't matter and she is black and I am white. People like to stare when that happens. Why I don't know besides the obvious color of our skin because to me she is my sister. She called me a week ago and wanted to check on mama on her day off. That is selfless love. Not part of her job description, but very much part of her love for people and above all her love for Jesus. I immediately got out messages to my Prayer Warriors for mama to pray for her and her family. It's all I can do. I wish I could make it not have happened. When she called she was so broken and I have never heard her broken. Again, a reminder of how blessed I am. Anyway, I wanted to share a beautiful person with a beautiful soul with you. Sorry for the sadness that I promised wouldn't be in every post; but it keeps happening. As it happens in every person's lives with family and friends.
I was totally surprised to see 5 comments on my blog!! I thought these were just journal ramblings that no one would ever really read. But now with the 31DOH challenge right around the corner I better be set for business! And to you who commented I will be replying now that I am home with my own computer and wonderful, wonderful internet! It is sketchy at best down there.
Going into the week it is really full with wrestling, art class, chemo, another doctor's appointment with mama, and my dreaded colonoscopy: however, I am gonna try to do a tutorial. Haven't decided on what yet but we will put something together! Hold me to it or I will get lazy! hehehe
Have a great week and be happy and be crafty!!
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