Friday at 4:30 it was officially my weekend and I couldn't have been happier. We had plans to take mom and dad to PF Changs for dinner (they had never been and it has quickly become mine and Jaydens new favorite restaurant)....mmmm....lettuce tacos :) and of course Betsy was invited to tag along because...Betsy's always invited. Dinner was great, dad even liked the menu and didn't complain about food or prices....so we may have a winner!!
Saturday morning my wonderful weekend came to a screeching halt, well actually a pretty hard fall on a very hard and cold and rather slippery tile bathroom floor. I slid and the left side of my face caught the tile while the right side of my head slowed my body down as it slid down the door frame, not forgetting to hit every door hinge on the way down. To say that it hurt was the understatement of my life, not even the year....my whole life all 26 years of it! My mom, who wasn't home when it happened, came in only to tell me that my face was bruising and although she had no clue how I hadn't busted my head open/got a concussion....she was sure I would have at least 1 black eye. GREAT!! Jayden went with her Papaw to see my dad's mom in the rehab/nursing home type facility so me, mom, and nana had a girls lunch at my favorite restaurant ever...gumbeaux! That was a huge turnaround to my not so lovely morning. Saturday night, my morning bad luck came back....in FULL....as I was eating dinner (big family dinner that dad and I cooked with EVERYONE) I began choking....not just cough a little and get a sip of drink choking but can't breathe, start changing colors, had to have the Heimlich choking. At this point my day has went from bad to TERRIBLE. I finally came back to the table after the whole incident and my dad looked at me only to comment about how bad of a day I had actually had. I should have just gone to bed right then and there and slept until the day of doom had ended.
Sunday morning I accomplished a couple of firsts for me. They may not have been huge things to others but to me it was almost monumental. I have started going to 1st service at Central Baptist and other than having to be at church around 8:45 (service starts then, but who would I be kidding to say I was there right at 8:45) and this was the first week that I had to go and sit by myself in service. My family enjoys late service but I have made the decision this year to start Sunday school and that would be during the 2nd service. So I walked in the church and found an empty row end close to the front. I ended up sitting with the pastors wife who is the sweetest person ever, but anyways I sang and listened and made it. I didn't feel funny about being alone (I'm not an alone person at church or in a restaurant...freaks me out!!!) There was a guest preacher at church this week....Pastor Ikey, I am not usually a big fan of older preachers...my ADD kicks in and I get bored quickly but for some reason this week I don't know if it was what I was needing to hear and GOD was trying to get something through to me but it worked. I listened to everything that man had to say and I felt something like really felt something during the sermon and it's been a while since I had that feeling. I can't tell you when the last time a sermon made me cry was and Sunday that sermon literally moved me to tears. After service was over I was walked down to a recommended Sunday School class by my preachers wife (sweetest lady) and introduced. While I'm not a very shy person that is an uneasy feeling for me when I'm in a new situation like that. The class is a ladies class and there are women who are closer to my age and women who are in their 60's. I enjoyed the time to meet these women and socialize and am looking forward to returning next week. After church I was able to spend the rest of the afternoon just me and Jayden. We had a special girls lunch and came home and curled up in my bed for our afternoon nap. It was nothing special, but it was special to me. I have been reminded a lot lately that she's growing up....quickly...and my little girl isn't going to be so little forever.
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