Again time has flown by and I find myself writing a catch-up post. I’ve been wanting to write, but for some reason every time I’ve had time to write, I’ve had writer’s block!! Actually, that’s not true. I have begun to struggle with confidence issues again, so when I open up the entry page I wonder what in the world I have to offer all of these amazing folks that are stuck reading my blog!
When I was young I struggled with these issues badly, but the unconditional love of my Lord and my husband helped me so much with my self worth. These feelings of unworthiness crept back in when Mama and Daddy passed away, and I had to figure out what my point here on this earth was anymore. It is slowly coming to me, but there are times I still wonder what the heck I’m supposed to be doing!! My kids don’t really need me anymore – and I know they need me, but they don’t NEED me. My folks are gone, so that area of need is gone. I just kinda felt lost and inept!! No sympathy, though. I really am getting better, and finding my niche in this time of life in which I find myself. Making myself write helps, too!
My hubby can see beauty in anything! This is one of my favorite of his quirky works of art. I think it’s because I see my own feelings in this – no matter how old, rusty, and worthless I feel, God can make something beautiful grow from my life!
So, as I catch you up, let’s begin with this weekend first. My sweet hubby has injured himself. Friday afternoon as he was preparing to come home from work he dropped a 20 ft. rail of 4 – 5″ angle iron onto his right foot. If you have no idea how heavy that rail might be, let me tell you that it is VERY heavy!! Thus, when I finally got him to go to the doctor TODAY, we discovered he has FOUR broken toes! Yep, FOUR! The doctor was amazed that he still HAS his toes! The orders are to stay horizontal with his foot elevated above his head for a week to ten days – for sure until the swelling is down completely. He was put into a boot for three weeks, which means, folks, that he can’t go to work because it is illegal to drive in one of those things! (For those of you who don’t know, Bill drives for a living!) Therefore, hubby will be caged in here at home for three weeks! I feel so bad for him – he is just not a lay around kind of guy. Y’all might wanna pray for us – alot!
She flew up to Minneapolis on Valentine’s Day, then all kids and kids’ kids loaded up in a borrowed van and headed off to Pamela and Will’s house for a week long vacation! Only the borrowed van didn’t make it! According to Dannye’s FB account, “This is fun, driving down the road between MN & MI aaaand the transmission gives out in the middle of nowhere (and I know where nowhere is, and this is definitely the middle of it!), in the middle of the night! On the up side we got to ride (Em, all three kids and I) in the back of a police car to the nearest all night McDonald’s at about 3am. Good times and great entertainment!”
And Em says, “Stranded is not a curse word. And I will never again look askance at a mother with small children in McDonalds in the middle of the night. Praising my Jesus for protection, unforeseen provision, and kindhearted people in the middle of nowheresville, Wisconsin. ♥”
So the story goes that at 2:00ish Valentine’s night, Bill got a phone call from Nathanael. You know, there’s just something about getting a phone call from your kids in the middle of the night that makes your world stop turning! Anyway, Nathanael described the van trouble to Bill, who in turn diagnosed transmission failure. I’m assuming a police officer came by at some point, perhaps they called someone or something – when I was assured they were not bleeding or dying on the side of the road I dozed in and out for the rest of the phone calls. So the officer loaded up Dannye, Emily, and all three kids into his police car and took them to McDonalds to wait on Bo to deal with getting the van towed.
The kids went to a hotel for the rest of the night – evidently Nowheresville, WI had a McDonalds and one hotel – awaiting the morning to figure out what in the world they were going to do. In the meantime, they had also been in touch with Emily’s folks, since it was their van they had borrowed. So here is what Barry (Em’s Dad) had to say the next day: “2 AM desperation phone call. Mini van transmission has failed. In nowhere Wisconsin. 3 sleeping grandkids, 3 sleepy adults. 6 hrs later, student in St. Paul class, who has an office in Madison, 45 minutes from the broken van, volunteers to send a van for them to use to finish their trip, pick up and repair the minivan for free. Insists on paying for it all. Sometimes, God just wants to show off!”
You read correctly! A close acquaintance of Barry’s who was in a class Barry was teaching that morning took care of the entire situation!! What an amazing, precious provision from our Heavenly Father! This is just another faith and trust builder that gives me the courage to let my children go. He is just so faithful!
Once at Pamela’s, the adventure continued. The day after the kids finally arrived, Pamela was cutting an avocado and cut her hand…badly. She must have hit a gusher because Dan said blood was everywhere. Pamela passed out, Will was at work, Bo was gone in the borrowed van, so 911 had to be called. By the time they got there, Nathanael was back and the bleeding had slowed enough that Pamela – during one of the “ins” of her in and out of consciousness – declined to go in the ambulance, deciding to wait for Will to come home. They went to urgent care, where she received 3 stitches and some pain meds. The rest of this story is that the diagnosis was a bit botched and she appears to have some nerve damage, AND the treatment was ill-advised and prevented healing of the wound in the week between appointments. So Pamela is now awaiting an appointment with a hand surgeon to determine what will happen next. She did tell me today that her hand is some better, although still numb and swollen.
The Petty kids & grandkids went back to Minneapolis when their week was up, and Dan is enjoying her last couple of days with her brother and sister-in-love. I can’t imagine how difficult it will be for her to leave them this Wednesday – it hurts me, and I’m only living vicariously through her! I told her today that if we didn’t have photo jobs this week and next, plus a wedding at the end of this month, I would let her stay awhile! I miss my Dannye Reigh, but I know how she longs for her precious siblings, and oh, how she loves those babies!!
Tomorrow is Family Day. I’ve really missed Dan these last 2 Family Days, but I am looking forward to spending time with my own siblings. It will also be nice that Bill is going to be included, as we will be eating lunch here after our Starbuck’s trip.
I’ve been awfully wordy, so I’ll get off now. Tomorrow will be here before you know it, and I need to get our lunch ready to go in the Crockpot.
God bless your day!