We've been experiencing some extraordinary winter weather here in the midwest. I'm talking: opening-up-the-windows-in-the-house-while-the-Christmas-tree-is-still-up-and-turning-on-the-air-in-the-car weather! That is....up until yesterday. It pretty much snowed non-stop all day yesterday and well into the night.
Yesterday wasn't quite so bad — as there really is something very lovely about lightly drifting flakes, when the ice hasn't set in yet.
Now today was a whole different ballgame. First of all, chemo seems to be doing a number on me today. I don't feel well, and just want to stay under my covers all snuggly and warm. I'm thinking, "Oh, Dale. If you were only here!!" :-)
Getting the kids to school on bad roads always stresses me out. Once again I'm thinking, "Oh, Dale. If I only had your 4-wheel drive right about now!"
Then after a slow, but successful drive to the school, I have to creep my way up north of town to pick up Marielle's repaired violin. I'm gripping the steering wheel and not caring about the cars that are passing me (going 25mph). Whew. I'm almost there. WAIT! I get STUCK! That's right. I'm making a right turn, up a hill on a side road that has lovely snow drifts from the plow truck. I'm thinking, "Great. I can't even call Dale to get me out of this mess!" So here I am....hauling my nauseous little cancer-infected body out of the car to dig/shovel/scrape all around my tires.
But there are three redeeming parts to this day:
1. A construction worker (I'm calling him an Angel Unaware) just happened to be walking right by my car and offered to help push my car loose. It worked!! Once my heart returned to a normal beating pattern I was able to thank him profusely and praise God for watching out for me.
2. All of the stress and tension of the morning is soon to become a thing of the past as I plan to fully relax for my monthly therapeutic massage here soon. Ahhh....such perfect timing.
3. And last but not least: Dale is coming home tonight! I'm sorry I sometimes take him for granted. He'll be happy to know he was missed in more ways than one.
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