Too much the night before or something, I guess, but sleep eludes me right now.
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I am so anxious to hear from my friend, Judy R., who is on a trip to Alaska at this time. We are coming up on our first "anniversary" of meeting, although I do believe that we've been friends forever, but were only recently introduced, as it were, a year ago! It feels that way to me, anyway. Kindred spirits and boy, do I need her "shoulder" right about now.............
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Judy has wise things to say, like my friend, Carol, does here at church. Maybe I should go see Carol tomorrow, since Sundays are simply wwaayy too busy to have a conversation. Justin is coming to church with me this week and then we're going to the cemetery to collect all our personal items from the grave site and from under the tree. John, the man in charge, said I can leave the "Dedicated to Timmy Day" plaque under the tree but all else has to be removed. Mainly I'd like help with the bigger statue that Carol and Cliff donated and think I'll remove it to the memory garden at church. It better suits an outdoor placement and where better than at church, or the preschool where he attended!
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The boys did show up at the picnic tonight and had great fun blowing off fireworks on the deck. I was greatly concerned that the loud booms, nearly in their faces, could cause harm to Justin's good ear, but he "comforted" me by saying he turned his head. Right, good, turn your head, that makes all the difference in the world...All right, just go ahead but don't come crying to me when you can't hear from either side! Oh, what a heartless beast I am!
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Joan and Paul came to watch the fireworks, too, and it was so wonderful to see her again. She is the lady who had the blood clots in her lungs and dangerously close to her heart a few weeks ago. She got home from VA last week and is coming along nicely in her treatment and recovery. It winded her to walk all the way to the back of the house and then back out to their car, but that's bound to happen until all the clots have gone away.
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More than once in my life I've looked at people or situations and not really seen what I should have been seeing or ignoring what I am seeing....vague enough for you? Sometimes, though, decisions have to be made, lines drawn in the sand, about some things, and I guess that decision occurred to me today. One person I met at the pool, whose table I crashed so I could sit and eat my lunch, sort of set the stage, and it was downhill from there. I do not have to tolerate filthy or vulgar language (or perhaps I do when I invite myself to sit at their table....) or surround myself with those who take great pleasure in, shall we say, more "wordly" activities. I need to tippy toe around here a bit to protect the guilty, I meant innocent, but let's just say, I feel quite betrayed and not the tiniest bit foolish. When I am not so tender, I may say more about this, but for now, I'll leave it at that. What I will remind myself on a daily basis from this time forward is that my church and other Christian friends are the ones with whom I should be spending my time, in order to avoid such circumstances and revelations as today's. I am safe in my church, safe with my church family, and truly safe in the arms of the Lord!
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Lynnie, I apologize if this makes you cry, I wish you didn't have to read it at work. Thanks to all my sisters and niece who called today to find out what the poor people were doing! Jill especially had a wonderful surprise of having her son and his family show up at the door....I even got to hear Bryson coo into the telephone. Wish I was there.......
