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Two Sundays ago it was my turn on the church rotation to give the message at our early service. It so happened that it was also the day we planned our beach service. Those of us who rotate giving the message are usually given a Bible verse upon which to base the sermon and for the past couple of weeks we had been using Micah 6:8, which tells people to do justice, love kindness and walk humbly with your God.
My part was the walk humbly part and it struck a nerve because I tend to walk like a Jack Russell Terrier. At our beach services, we bring a keyboard and people sit on beach chairs, rocks, blankets, whatever and one couple had brought their little dog. So, I was in my element. I read the Bible verse and was about to start into the message when I looked up and saw a large bird on the closest telephone pole. She (for some reason I decided it was a female) didn't sit forward like a hawk or osprey, but straight up and she was a golden color. Being somewhat ADD, I said to the crowd gathered, "Hey, look at that bird!" and everyone did. Then I started the sermon and she stayed all the way through the entire service. After the last song, we all walked to the church and had coffee and deviled eggs. Later, just after Sunday School, I looked out of the window in the church and she had flown off.
Dick's good friend is a bird watcher and Dick told him the story and was told that she was probably a golden eagle. I love animals and it was quite a magical moment for me. |
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Three weeks ago, I had carpal tunnel release surgery done on my right hand. For over two years, I have put up with really nasty pain and after the surgery, I had instant relief! It was wonderful - good sex wonderful, orgasmically wonderful, end of chemo wonderful.
For the first time in over two years, I can sleep. Just lie down at night and sleep. It is such a blessing! Last night, Dick fell asleep before I did. I was reading and realized I was actually sleepy...and I knew when I cut the light off I would actually be able to sleep. So I cut the light off.
As usual, my over-active brain began doing it's thing. I thought, "Holy Cow! This is great. I'll just go to sleep." And then I thought..."I wonder if dying is like this?"
Well, that was stupid. Then my over-active imagination took over and I was about to spiral out of control. I knew my anxiety was mounting...I hadn't thought about dying in about two years. Okay..I would have to get up and roam around the house, maybe watch some tube, but NOT sleep.
Then, our three-year-old dog, Annie, new in our house, a rescue who was going to be euthanized..not a particularly beautiful dog, but sweet and mostly labrador retriever, did an amazing thing. She jumped up onto our bed (something she never does) put herself between my body and Dick's, laid her head on my pillow, close to my head where I could hear her breathe. She laid very still and warm and precious. All of a sudden, my anxiety was gone. I patted her a couple of times and went to sleep. When I awoke this morning, she was back in her chair - where she usually sleeps.
What a gift. Annie might just be an angel.
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Oh Lordy - I just had the best time! Our friend Jeanne had dinner with us tonight. She is Dego's widow. Dego was one of Dick's best friends and was killed in an automobile accident about a year ago. We boated with them, Dick cooked with him, we were dedicated animal lovers and he and Jeanne have been special in our lives for years.
Dick and I have kept close to Jeanne - having dinner, going to each other's homes, laughing and crying about the wonderful, funny man that is no longer in our lives.
Tonight, we decided to go to Morgan Creek, a nice fun restaurant at the north end of the Isle of Palms. It was raining when we left our house and we drove up Waterway Blvd. About six blocks from the restaurant we saw that someone had put out in the trash on the side of the street a plethora or gaggle of wire reindeer, complete with twinkling Christmas lights. Some about four feet long and about three feet high, two little ones and one thing that is probably a donkey.
Jeanne and I exclaimed that we should get them on the way back to add to our tacky Christmas decorations..to either join Santa Flamingo on the dock or the two wise flamingos on the front porch (see below.) Dick didn't respond..probably because he was certainly praying that the rain would wash them away or someone else would get them before we drove back.
Well, guess what? They were still there! So Jeanne and I coerced Dick into stopping and we loaded three big reindeer, two small reindeer and the donkey into the back of his GMC and brought them home. We unloaded them onto the carport and they nearly scared Sadie to death. But, omigosh! How fun was that. We rode down the street with the back of the car slightly open with white wire reindeer and one donkey loaded into the back. I just love life!
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