I'm headed home for a few hours.
Yeah, a few hours. I was going to stay the night (because it's free to stay with Mom & Dad), but I called this morning to let them know I was coming and was met by a frog-voiced mother who informed me that both she and my dad have the flu. - Insert screeching brake sounds here. - I am sure not going to catch the flu from my loving parents, so I'm just driving home and back today. I think. Maybe. ... Maybe I'll call one of my friends up North who know I'm the kind of kid who won't stay in a house of sickness, no matter how much I love my family, and beg to sleep on a couch. I don't know, we'll see.
Anyway, the reason for this post isn't to let you all know that I'm a horrible child who will shun her own mother, for the sake of flu germs. The reason for this post is, simply, gratitude for an awareness of how the Lord works in my life.
Yesterday, while at work, I had a FB message come through to my phone. (All together now, let's give thanks to God for modern technology that allows FB to relay emails and wall posts through my phone.) I received an email message, through my phone, at about noon yesterday from one of my childhood friends that another friend had passed away last week. These two girls were my best friends when I was a kid, and I'm so grateful Stephanie had been reading obits to have seen that Holly had passed - and that she then emailed to let me know. Because of when in the day I got the news, I was able to search for and find a phone number for Holly's parents, and then make contact with her mom yesterday afternoon, which is how I found out that her service is this afternoon. And as luck would have it, I already had today off work, because I'd scheduled it for a family outing that ended up getting cancelled.
Suffice it to say, I am - again - amazed, and grateful, for the hand of the Lord in my life. I'm so grateful for timing - that because Steph knew, she could tell me - and that with time on my side yesterday, I was able to speak with Holly's parents - and that today, I'll be able to go home and to be with the family that was like a 2nd family to me through my early childhood.
Oh, my gosh, I'm so grateful.
Of course, I'm also bummed that the Julie/Julia party has been cancelled, because that means that there will be no Boeuf Bourguignon and/or Bavarian Cream in my Saturday night this week. ... I guess I'll have to "settle" for some Trapper's pie. (It's a tough life, I know.)
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