We've reached the one year mark. It's been one year since Mom took flight and flew away to meet up with Dad in heaven. I'm not sure exactly how that works, but it's a nice to think about. I didn't spend the day in contemplation and, so far, there haven't been any tears, just a few memories in the midst of a busy day.
This morning I met my dad's cousin Gail for breakfast at Panera Bread. She insisted on buying my breakfast and as a RAK I didn't object. Sometimes we have to be kind by letting someone else have a turn at blessing. The restaurant was quiet during the morning. I ate my egg and cheese sandwich while she nibbled on a spinach and artichoke souffle'. We sipped coffee, shared stories, and looked at old wedding photographs. Before we knew it two hours had flown by and it was time to part ways. (It's not the best photo, but it's the best of the three I took.)
I did do my very own small Random Act of Kindness this week when I picked up my friend Joanne and gave her a ride to Ladies' Prayer and Bible Study. I'd received an email the night before that some of the woman who often go out to lunch after the study were bringing their own lunches to eat there at the church. When I packed up my own salad, I also packed one for Joanne. I even tucked a small bag of shredded cheese and another of chicken breast pieces inside of each container and tossed a couple of strawberry yogurts in on the side. She was blessed and so was I.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.