Hidden Gifts

I stopped down by the lake on my way home from my daughter's house on Saturday afternoon and stayed just long enough to snap a few pictures before the migraine I'd been fighting got the better of me and I gave up and headed home where I collapsed on the couch.

It was a beautiful afternoon and Webster Park was full of people eager to soak up some fair weather and sunshine. Sometimes a walk in the fresh air will shake the ache from my head, but that was not to be. Instead I ended up taking some sleepy medicine at about 8 o'clock and then I put myself to bed. Sometimes it's the only option.

The Cabinet Maker was still away on Sunday morning. We typically go to the 9 am service at church. I would have done the same alone if not for the unshakable headache. I decided to attend the 11 am service instead, hopeful that I might run into my son and his wife, or my "long lost" friend Lorrie.

I sat alone for the opening but it wasn't too long before my Lorrie came in, saw the empty seats, and sat beside me. I was blessed with a wonderful, long awaited hug. After church we decided to go out for a very late breakfast where we were able to catch up on some lost time. It's been far too long since we spent any real time together. In the end I decided that the awful headache I'd endured was really a gift intended to put two old friends in the same place at the same time. And what do you know? It wasn't long before the rest of  my  headache began to melt away.