Not your ordinary week

 I remember a long, long time ago driving to work on Monday and thinking that this would just be a boring week. No parties. No special dates. Nothing exciting. I guess I jinxed myself because I got "exciting" and boring is looking really good about now.
But when something bad happens-I feel like God just gives you a thump in the head-like a big wake up call. Things could have been a lot worse, but I'm lucky. Lucky that I have very understanding bosses.Lucky that my cell phone that has no signal in my building picked up when it did. Lucky that Lauren wasn't alone. Lucky that I have a wonderful,supportive family.
Lauren continues to be upbeat-and that really helps-it's hard not to laugh when she makes her little jokes. I had forgotten what it's like to feed someone by spoon. It's been a long time since I brushed someone else's teeth. I appreciate good nurses-and I realize the commitment it must take to be a good one-so I'm proud of our family nurses.
I'm a little busy but I've learned a lot this week:
1. Be thankful for everyday-even if you're young and strong and healthy-accidents happen and your world can change in the blink of an eye
2. Don't be afraid to tell others that you love them and that you're there for them-you never know when those words, that text,letter, or phone call might give them a little more strength
3. God made men and boys. Some boys will never gain the status of "Man"-it's not an age thing-it's actions when others aren't looking. It's doing something nice for no reason and it's showing emotions and not caring if anyone sees a moment of weakness and sharing your strength as well as your love.
4. It's ok to make a mistake-acknowledge it-learn from it-and get on with your life.
All this and it isn't even Friday yet.

"I want my mama"

Something freezes in a mom's brain when she hears these words. It really doesn't matter how old her child is-when I got the call that Lauren was in the emergency room I heard her say that and away I flew.
She's doing as well as can be expected after being thrown from her new horse. She has two broken arms and her face is bruised, but she has no brain damage. Wounded pride maybe,but nothing that time won't heal.

Granny K and Poppy White

Granny and Poppy-At least that's what we hope to be called. My youngest stepson and his girlfriend are expecting in November.I'm congratulating myself-I've known for 5 whole days and haven't bought anything baby related yet... making a Walmart run after work and somehow I think I may take a stroll down the little people isle. A grandbaby!!!!It's still sinking in..but I feel immortal. I have a legacy now. My kids(albeit a stepson but I still claim him) are having children and passing the torch and I'm still young enough to laugh and enjoy it. I have very few expectations-I want a name that I can say and spell.I hope she's healthy(ok -ok or he).

How do you say "Goodbye?"

 This morning I sat on the front portch staring at some pretty amazing snap dragons. Snap dragons are some flowers that I was introduced to as a kid growing up by my best friend's mom. Her name is Margret and she is incredibly talented with anything that grows. I secretly suspect that she planted hundred of poppies just to irritate the local police-that's something Margret would do. I also saw her flip off the officer while calmly talking to him-with her toes-and he was none the wiser. Can't tell you how many leg cramps I gave myself trying to master the art of flipping people off with my toes.
My best friend is trying to tell her mom goodbye and my heart and prayers and love go out to her. Margret has been given just weeks to live.