I know I just wrote one thankful for message, but Im so lucky and blessed by God that I have many, hope you dont mind if I tell one more today,....I am so thankful that God gave me the courage to look into the eyes of an old boss at Weaver Popcorn several years ago and utter the words..Oct. 21st is my last day....after he walked away I was in shock, why did I say that I know I was upset over some of the things they were putting on me, but leave?....and where on earth did that date come from, why that date ? Well as always God knew what I needed, you see a few days after oct. 21 my grandma was put in the hospital, she was in ICU and had a test that they had to put purple goo and electrodes on her head, when I went to visit she, said oh Kimmie can you please comb this stuff out of my hair, she sat in the middle of the bed I crawled up in the bed sat behind her and combed her hair as we talked..I was transported back in time, memories of her in the white leather chair and me standing on my tip toes behind her combing her hair as we talked and laughed....a memory I will cherish forever, one I would not have had if I had been still working day shift at weaver, she went home from that hosp. Visit and a week later was put back in the hospital and the previous story I told unfolded, another cherished memory I would not of had......after grandma passed grandpas memory that was already getting confused really went, I would go to visit him in the nursing home and there he would be rolling down the hall in his wheelchair, hey Gump he would yell jump in and go to the field with me......so I would take hold of his wheelchair and push him down to the dining hall for lunch ..at the table he would tell all the other residents how he had been working in the barn milking cows and in the fields, this one little lady would get so mad at him and yell Dale you are in a nursing home not a barn !..kept telling me to set him straight...I just said..I know he is confused, but right now I am riding to the field with my gump , in his Black Chevy pick up truck, he is giving me chubby gumdrops that he got from the drive up window at the bank, telling me how proud he is of the way I showed my calf last weekend , and we are about to bale hay together one last time, so please just let me ride with my gump in his Chevy truck........another memory that would have been missed so thank you God for putting those words in my mouth and giving me the courage to spit them out !
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 20:20:09 +0000
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