I must say that a few months ago I was praying for today. I prayed of a time when I could splurge on myself, have dinner with friends, have an eventful weekend, and at the end smile because it was all good. I don't write this because I was to throw it in some one's face, but I want to tell those who are struggling that there is hope out there. That dream you keep seeing, the vision that helps you go on when it isn't at all as you pictured, you will have that day.
Such a blessing this weekend was.
On Saturday I started the day off early, but to spend time with Shas, helping her get ready for her baby shower? That I'm willing to do any time. Besides spending time with your best friend is never a chore. As soon as I know how big Baylor will be when Halloween rolls around this is the outfit he is getting. Shas loves Elvis and it is too cute to pass up.
Plus I got to spend the afternoon with my second family, Shas' mom and sister at the shower. Afterward my mom and I went to the book store where I picked up this gem I've been waiting for:
Then today I got to visit with my favorite missionary family, The Johnson's, who were in town for the summer. If you'll remember I stayed with them when I lived in Mexico. It was so good to see everyone and I even got to visit with D's mother, whom I enjoy so immensely. Afterward I talked my dad into seeing:
Finally, I ended the day with some swimming, Jerseylicious, and Law & Order: Criminal Intent. Truly a blessed day. I hope and pray this kind of weekend for all of you. I just feel so blessed, and it feels so surreal. I also feel slightly paranoid that it might not last, but I'm very, very grateful!
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