Give All Your Worries & Care to God

Life often throws you a curve, and I'm wondering what I did to deserve this one. It just happened that the darn garbage can got me! It all happened last December just before Christmas. I slipped on a piece of ice while getting my garbage can in, and instead of letting it go I held on and it pulled my arm backwards. Doctors (sorry Mark) often believe that they know your body better than you do, so they put me through physical therapy, and shots before they would believe me that the only answer to my problem was surgery. Yup (Firth slang), I'm having that surgery on Tuesday to repair a ripped rotator cuff. This is the second time on the same arm so you see I know what I'm in for. It is a long recovery time, wearing a huge sling for six weeks, three months (at least) of physical therapy, and of course pain to deal with.

Ronald called me today and I told him how scared I was. He said, "Well, then don't have it!" My reply (full of self pity) was that I couldn't live with a useless arm. "Well then," he exclaimed, "quite feeling sorry for yourself." It was a jolt back to reality. My fear has to be replaced by faith that everything will work out exactly the way it is suppose to be. I will be looking for some precious moments.

My Dream Trip

Like Alice in Wonderland I still can't believe that my whole family decided to all go to Disneyland. I saved for months and it was all worth it just to have those "Precious Moments" with my grandchildren. The kids were great to push me in a wheelchair, and we could get in the fast lane for the rides as long as it was one I WANTED to go on. What power I held over them!


We arrived on Sunday (Easter). Jen and Carrie drove with their families, but Raegan and I flew. I told everyone that we would still love each other that way instead of spending 10 hours in a car with excited children. We all arrived at the same time and met in our room. I gave them all a Mother's lecture about making this trip one of memories. Because of that outlook, it was an awesome trip. . .a dream come true. One full of Precious Moments. Let me share a few and they have nothing to do with the rides or what we saw at Disneyland which was great. They have everything to do with family.


1. At our little meeting Sunday night, Cailee (10) passed me a note. I opened it quietly and read, "Grandma, I love you so much!!"


2. Seeing the look on Jesse's (3) face as she sat next to me on Raegan's lap going through It's a Small World.


3. Jacob (8) sitting in between Raegan and I on Priate's of the Carabean. I had been put right in the front of the boat. At the first big dip, Jacob buried his head in my lap. Not wanting him to get all wet, I covered his head with my body. At the bottom, he jumped up and kissed my check but never said a word.


4. Seeing the laughter on Cailee, Andrew (6), and Jesse's face as we rode on the Teacups over and over until Grandma couldn't even walk a straight line.


5. Jesse cuddling up to me in the wheelchair and going to sleep. I got to sit holding and watching her as she slept and blessing my lucky stars for all of my Precious Moments.


There was so much more to our trip, but the main thing I want known is . . .I could dwell on all the negative things that went wrong, but I didn't. I just looked for those Precious Moments that will never happen again.