My driver's license expired on my birthday but since I don't have a car and my husband doesn't have a car I put it on the back burner. My younger son bought my old Beemer from me and since it is registered to me the tag expired on my birthday as well. It has a "Check Engine" light on so he ain't getting a tag either. So here we sit...literally. Tim has been picking up odd jobs and needs a car so Massey's car has been put to the task of hauling all four of us around.
I'm not too worried, I work eight minutes from the house when you are in a vehicle. I'm no wimp and needs be I can walk to work. I don't want to but at least that's an option.
I decided to get my ducks in a row for renewing my license which is in itself a ridiculous affair. They want my marriage license, birth certificate, Social Security card and three utility bills. The bills I got plenty of. I haven't seen my Social Security card since I had my name changed when I married Tim. I vaguely remember the preacher handing us a copy of our marriage certificate and like the pack rat I am (all it takes is one IRS audit) knew I could dig it up. I came home from work today and sat in the garage for two hours going through boxes. I found articles from the newspapers about my Diddy when he died from West Nile virus. I found pics of Massey when she came into this world weighing four pounds. I found report cards and shot records from all three kids, I found Zach and Massey's Social Security cards and even found my own. I found letters from friends, diaries I had forgotten about and Christmas cards from 1988. I found the guest book from my Diddy's funeral , so essentially I found the last twenty years or so of my life.
I've had an excellent life.
So stinking what the past few years have been hard? There are tens of millions who would give their own life just to have mine.
I feel like I'm a pretty good person, not the best but certainly not the worst. We have been at the point of losing our home, we have been broke more often than not but have made it through. We have survived by the Grace of God, family and friends.
When our A/C in the house went out this summer a friend stepped up and stepped in. I had a dream last night about him having our A/C fixed. It was a crazy dream (as they all are) but reminded me this morning when I woke up from a night of hot flashes once again how lucky I am.
I have people cheering me on. I have friends pitching in and have blessings from above.
I have a blind dog. If you don't have dogs, it may sound stupid but am more worried about getting his eyes fixed than I am about my getting to work. At least I can see to walk down the road to work.
I have complete and total confidence in myself. Tell me I can't do something, and I'll make it happen. Tell me all is lost and the game is over and I'll scramble. It might not be pretty and may be last minute but this girl will make it happen.
That's the way life works when you are loved and believe me...I am loved.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
No one ever said it better!
Sometimes...no, ALL the time, love is all you need.
Trust me, I am a clanging cymbal who is entirely grateful!
Til next time...COTTON