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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Deep deep sorrow....

Today I listened to a recorded 9-1-1 message in full, where a 17 year old boy called to report he'd just killed his mom and his sister. The 9-1-1 operator was so cool and calm, talking to him almost like a comforting mama. She did an amazing job keeping him calm as he told the horrific details of how he carried out this heinous crime. She asked him why he was so mad at them and he said, "I wasn't mad at them...I planned to kill somebody for a while..." in an almost weary fashion. He was concerned about ruining his future now. Really???? Ya think? Almost remorseless and without cause, 'just because', he took their lives. 

I thank society for this and acknowledge all evil comes from Satan. He uses so many seemingly harmless devices, and has made us consider life as being cheap and expendable. This young man will hate life as long as he is separated from the Lord. My prayer is that someone will serve him in prison with the Good News of his Savior.

In other news, an area man shot and killed his mother on their front lawn only a block or so off of Blanding Blvd. yesterday. One of Twila's friends called to ask it if was one of her tenants but it was not. Evidently it was a domestic abuse problem, so he might claim self-defense or something. 

I like to harp on people not having skills for handling every day life, these incidents triggered when some one does not get what they want and when they want it. Not sure how to turn that around except pray "Come quickly, Lord Jesus!"

Fuzzy slipper day!

Oooh, it's cold out there! The long projected cold front has made its way here to the First Coast, and into my house! It surprised me earlier this a.m. when I heard the A/C kick in when certainly the rooms were not warmer than 79 degrees. I took care of that forthwith!

Did we have some laughs last night! Bonnie was celebrating one-year since her surgery and had an Old-Fashioned, adult beverage. She started it!!! Pretty soon, more of the ladies, including me, had a nice adult beverage with our dinners, in a toast to Bonnie being cancer-free! Frankly, it was great to see her having such a good time, laughing and talking with us, when a year ago, things were bleak.
                                           

"My little Marine" was seated further down the stretch of tables and was in rare form. At one point, she bossing asking the waiter for something and he made a remark, "Boy, you sure do know what you want..." and Bonnie piped up, "You don't know the half of it!" Brought the house down!  From the far end of the table was Ethel's daughter, Sue, and she said, "My mom isn't going to let me come with you anymore, Miss Kim......" Why is this my fault??? Talk about funny!
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The other day after a huge rain storm, Justin and I were crossing the parking lot to get to my car. The drain was entirely covered with leaves and pine needles, blocking the water flow. I took my shoe and pushed the junk to the side but Justin urged me to just leave it, the water would drain. I stepped over the drain and right into a giant puddle of water! He grabbed my arm as I danced around in the parking lot and scooted me to the car with one soaked and crud-filled shoe. Good thing they are machine washable!
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On a similar note, Saturday night when we joined Mike and Judy for dinner at La Nap, the only available space to park happened to be an end place next to the curb. I failed to get close enough to the curb to avoid stepping over the puddle, sooooo...Justin came around to my side of the car and took my hand to help me step over, as I have promised the ortho doctor to never jump again (circa 2004-5 when I hurt my knee getting off my boat, swinging across on the rope). When we left the restaurant that night, he came around to help me once again, but, in deference to that same knee, put the wrong foot down first and got another soaker! Air dried that shoe!
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Sunday night when I was talking with Mom on the phone, another call buzzed in, so I told Mom I'd call her back. It was my friend, Judy H., who lives in Knoxville, TN. I know her folks from Victory now, formerly Green Bay people. Anyway, Judy called to tell me that she was thinking of me, since they sang a "Timmy song" in church that morning. You have no idea how much that means to me! "These things are written that we may believe..."
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Today marks the 2nd anniversary of the passing of Hannah B., the 12 year old girl from Victory Lutheran who succumbed to brain cancer. I was so sick, I could not sing with the choir, though I was asked to help them out. My throat was all croaky but I did manage to sing one hymn, with all I had, in support of those around who were so deeply mourning. "Abide with Me"....a Hannah hymn, and a Kim hymn, and a Lynn hymn....
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A couple weeks ago at Andy's committal service, I got myself into a pickle, getting into the backseat of Judy C's van. Somehow I got turned around, not addressing the seat properly, and in trying to protect my knee, I was on my knees between the front and back seats. Judy was trying to coach me but I was sort of stymied. 

At her suggestion, a wise one, I backed myself out of there without having to call a wrecker (although they did have heavy machinery there at the cemetery!), and simply addressed the seat like I was supposed to. I don't know what I was trying to do, but that was not the right way to get into the car! 

In my defense, ahem ahem, I think not being used to getting in on the passenger side and the seat being about 10" from the door to allow for folks to access the rear-most seat, I goofed! My friends are just the greatest and incredibly patient with me!