It's a new Era

I could choose to do nothing but complain today which started off with a wicked bang, as only my life seems to know how sometimes, then rapid fire two, three pitch and the day was set to be a bad one. I decided it wasn't happening. So we have to move because they are selling the house, who cares, a better place in a better area will be available where I will actually want to put my kids back in public school. So my son is moving here to be with us and I am not sure any of us are ready for it but I miss him and I love him and I don't have to let him live with me if he (at 28) can't handle being a help instead of a hinder. No maids live here and no money tree in the backyard that I have found. The third call as my husband's job accusing him of recking the bus. He was worried. I have faith in him. I know he didn't do it and once he saw it he would be able to tell the boss exactly what happened. I was right, boss should have looked inside the bus and he would have seen the rock that broke the window on the seat. So his job is all well and fine.

I could be in a rotten mood because I am more sick now than when I went to the hospital a week ago. Or that my baby (11) has fever and respiratory infection and wants to be waited on hand and foot and I can't even take care of myself.

Instead, I am going to sit back and thank God that he connected me with old friends. Long ago seen but never forgotten and always fondly wondered about. Today I was blessed by a call from a guy that I went to school with. We hung out with the same gang. He was always a great friend, and occasional sorta boyfriend but he was in love with another as was I. He just disappeared from our lives one day and I never knew what happened to him. Today I have that answer. He is happy and alive and full of exciting ideas and eager to share them with those who will listen. We talked about unanswered prayers and what blessings they can be and how what we need always shows up exactly when needed and how if you listen, you will be guided along the way. We must have talked for 2 hours. I would have stayed on the phone longer but had to spend time with my hubby and kids, not to mention I am suppose to be conserving my strength by not talking. I can't wait to talk to him again. Thank you Lord for a great day. One that really will be remembered for a very long time.