Breast Cancer Survivor Chokes on Cookie
Figures, doesn't it? :-) Mark finally let me out of the house today to join him at an ACU luncheon, and I must be rusty on eating and talking at the same time. Just as I was visiting with a lady about how the point of life is to PREPARE for eternal LIFE, not preserve this one, the cookie went down the wrong way. I was and am fine, no Heimlich manuevers required, but it was rather comical.
On a more serious note, the lady I was visiting with has a lot of credibility with me. Her daughter was involved in a van crash over a year ago, which claimed the life of one of the young boys at our church. The group was returning from a youth conference in the metroplex. Her daughter seriously broke her leg, and though she has recovered quite well, she still has some pain.
One of the things we talked about is how easily fear can creep in. For her, it can be releasing a family member to travel on the highway. For me, it is recurrance. It is easy to chit-chat about the realities and our belief about heaven; it is another thing to combat fear with that same faith. We both are determined to not live in fear, but it doesn't mean we each don't have to take a deep breath now and then. I so appreciated my short visit with her.
This afternoon, thoughh, I didn't have to combat fear...I had to combat boredom. I am in between books, and after a while, TV is only so interesting. On top of it, neither of the girls napped today. Finally, Annaleigh said, "I know, lets put on music. That's my favorite!" So, we put on a children's gospel CD, and she and Ellabeth danced away. It was the end of my boredom...watching Annaleigh interpret the music and implement her dance class moves, and watching Ellabeth do her best to imitate. I just wish the performance would have started BEFORE I made the desparation call to my husband. He answered just as I was threatening one of the girls with discipline if she kicked at her sister. "Hi honey," he says. I am so glad he can recognize our happy household. Sigh.
Things got better with the dancing, and then Mark did get home and loaded up the girls to go reclaim the house key he left the rental car key chain. (Yep, we have our car back and Saturn paid for half the expense of the repair since it was so close to warrenty.) Then, my sweet mother-n-law called to check on me from rainy Alaska...she and my father-n-law are cruising away up there, and having a rainy and cool, but good time. Shortly thereafter, a friend brought a meal.
Life could be much worse and dull, huh? At least I didn't make local headlines over the cookie incident!
On a more serious note, the lady I was visiting with has a lot of credibility with me. Her daughter was involved in a van crash over a year ago, which claimed the life of one of the young boys at our church. The group was returning from a youth conference in the metroplex. Her daughter seriously broke her leg, and though she has recovered quite well, she still has some pain.
One of the things we talked about is how easily fear can creep in. For her, it can be releasing a family member to travel on the highway. For me, it is recurrance. It is easy to chit-chat about the realities and our belief about heaven; it is another thing to combat fear with that same faith. We both are determined to not live in fear, but it doesn't mean we each don't have to take a deep breath now and then. I so appreciated my short visit with her.
This afternoon, thoughh, I didn't have to combat fear...I had to combat boredom. I am in between books, and after a while, TV is only so interesting. On top of it, neither of the girls napped today. Finally, Annaleigh said, "I know, lets put on music. That's my favorite!" So, we put on a children's gospel CD, and she and Ellabeth danced away. It was the end of my boredom...watching Annaleigh interpret the music and implement her dance class moves, and watching Ellabeth do her best to imitate. I just wish the performance would have started BEFORE I made the desparation call to my husband. He answered just as I was threatening one of the girls with discipline if she kicked at her sister. "Hi honey," he says. I am so glad he can recognize our happy household. Sigh.
Things got better with the dancing, and then Mark did get home and loaded up the girls to go reclaim the house key he left the rental car key chain. (Yep, we have our car back and Saturn paid for half the expense of the repair since it was so close to warrenty.) Then, my sweet mother-n-law called to check on me from rainy Alaska...she and my father-n-law are cruising away up there, and having a rainy and cool, but good time. Shortly thereafter, a friend brought a meal.
Life could be much worse and dull, huh? At least I didn't make local headlines over the cookie incident!
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