What a week

1 Peter 2:11  Dearly beloved, I beseech you as strangers and pilgrims, abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;

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Well the week began with a third trip into Omaha. Yes a third trip in a week. Upon arrival home, I collapsed on the bed and have awakened to today, Friday. Can you believe with all that rest, I’m still exhausted? I slept for eight straight hours last night and woke a few minutes late in getting Adam up for school. To say this experience has been draining is an understatement, but I made it!! :)

I’ll save the dramatics of the me me me and swing over to all that has been happening. Besides my face being in excruciating pain and all my limbs being numb, I’m good otherwise. But beau? He’s a blast. He’s returning to the old him and I don’t know whether that is good or bad but he can see and that is all that matters.

After watching him for two years slowly walk through the house, with his hands guiding him down the walls. He is now scurrying through here at record speeds. Yeah, Mighty Mouse has nothing on him. He’s actually seeing all that I haven’t done and fixing it to his liking. He cleaned up the filing cabinet, (the place I never entered until 2 and half years ago) and sorted through the mess I made. He likes perfection and where old bills are concerned? I could really care less. I mean come on do ya need bills from ten years ago?

He took on washing a load of his laundry. (I won’t let him touch mine.) What? Do I want to wind up with pink socks? Or have the only shirts I own covered in lint balls from sweat pants? Men are different, they don’t care. Rest the doc says, "How can I?" he spits back. Yeah...he's working in the basement today and I'm not even going to be the mommy and scold him. Whatever will be will be.

Now the world turns. As we’ve been kind of sitting in an idle position, the earth shifts and we move in a new direction. New things are happening, new things that will either bend us or break us, but they’re new so I’m kind of looking forward to seeing where this journey is going to lead us.

I’m sure it will all involve money we don’t have. With me having to make a dentists appointment, I know I’m looking at thousands, plays to attend, electricity to resume paying, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and lets not forget with this new sight, he’ll be cut off of Social Security as soon as it returns to his 20/20 and he can return to work. And no S.S. means no medicare, medicaid or any other financial help from the state.  Meaning, who pays for the much needed doctor visits?

Stressed? Me? Nah. Why should I be stressed? I’ve been let down by some close friends recently, hurt beyond returning, and I sit here and wait to roll off the axis that I’m trying to stand stable on as an earthquake erupts in my world.

The high point? I’m alive! He CAN SEE!!! And nothing else matters in life!!!

Praise be to God!

1 Peter 2 :9 But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvelous light: