blessings...

I am so glad God invented weekends! What a wreck I would be without a change every seven days... Fridays school gets out a couple hours early, and this is the day our children get together with friends after school- and often long into the night! It feels freeing to me, knowing that tomorrow morning we can chat about our dreams as long as we wish, and not have to rush off to school. We are going to have yummy home made pizza tonight, and now that it's the weekend we'll watch movies... TIme for me to run now, and go eat some chocolate fudge. Have a great weekend!

More and more, I appreciate my husband's angel mother. Whenever he shows that willingness to help unselfishly (which I think he does a lot- especially for a man! ;) I know he came by it honestly! One of the most enjoyable books I have read was James Herriot's 'All Creatures Great And Small'. The simple sentence I always remember from his writing was a brief description of his wife; 'Helen was always kind.' High praise, indeed. I am sure my husband, father-in-law, and brothers-in-law could say such a thing of Ethel, too. And she is always a lady- always. She conducts herself with grace and quietly embodies the excellent motto, 'Keep Calm & Carry On'! I feel inklings of understanding and appreciation for her gentle manners when I read a Nancy Drew book. (Nancy Drew is so cool!) The best thing about her to me, though, is her huge capacity for love and loyalty. All her family and friends are blessed by this gift. Happy birthday, Ethel... We love you ...

I have to tell you, there is nothing like the relief of a helpful appointment with a clever and kind doctor! I waited five months before I saw this neurologist up in Calgary... It was worth it. Before my appointment was called, I was sitting in the waiting room with Kirby (who had driven me up and stayed with me for support because he cares... I am blessed.) -and I saw some doctors coming and going in and out of their offices. His door was near to us, and I could see his name on it, but I'd never met him. I hoped he would care, and be smart and thorough. When I saw him at that door for another patient, I was instantly relieved and knew I would be just fine with him. And I think I am. He listened, cared, and knew so much about what to do next, and how to help. Thank Heaven for the blessing of good medical care. Where would so many of us be without it!?