Red Letter Day

Yesterday was a day of testing. It tested my mental well-being, my endurance, my faith.

It started out like everyday. I got dressed and drove to work. The Neon has been shaking a bit so I've been worried about her but, I thought I need to get her balanced and rotated. I was planning to do it this weekend. Well, I got to work all dressed up and started the trek to the office. I made it to the stairwell and missed the very first step. I tumbled down the flight of stairs. Being the seasoned klutz that I am I knew to just let it happen and not fight it. I walked away without a scratch. I'm sure there will be bruises and I already ache but, I came out pretty much unscathed. Until I looked at the cute dress I had on. I had split the seam. Really split it. Not even safety pins would've saved me. So, I drove back to Benton and changed. Put on yet, another cute dress and headed back to Little Rock. I made it three exits before the Neon started shuddering (that's only word I know to describe it). I sensed a blow out was imminent so I pulled over on the side of I-30. Scary. And there I sat waiting on someone to come rescue me. I could have changed the tire I'm sure but, I wasn't wanting to ruin yet another dress for the day! Finally Ev, was able to leave and Dad was right behind him. We got it changed, got a new tire at good ole Wally World and I got to have dinner with my two favorite men. There was a bright and shiny in the day. Clearly, the disasters still haven't tested my optimism!

I survived the rest of the day and ended up having a good night with Ev. We cooked together and watched a movie. Now, I just have to mentally prepare myself for tomorrow. Dad is have back surgery. I could really use all those prayers in the morning. It's going to be so hard to let them take him back there. This is a big surgery. They are messing with important stuff! This is my Daddy. I'll need comfort, peace, and safe prayers tomorrow. I want my Dad to feel better. I need him to feel better. That way I can feel better!