It Wasn’t Pretty

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This is Day 6 of my 30 day Blogging Challenge. I didn’t join a group, or sign up for this. It’s something I want to do to challenge myself to become better.

It’s cold here in Texas, and lastnight it got down below 20 degrees. Guess who forgot to leave a faucet dripping? Yes darling, I woke up to frozen pipes, and no running water.

My daughter and I decided to leave the house around noon, which by then, it had warmed up to 30 degrees. I knew I would need to stop and get gas, because my truck had beeped at me yesterday when I arrived home. Normally when he beeps, I have 50 miles until empty, but his data has been rather random recently. We drove 10 miles down the road, and ran out of gas.

It was pretty funny because I have NEVER run out of gas. That is one of my things, to always have gas. If I have to choose being on time getting somewhere, or a few minutes late to stop and get gas, I will opt for a few minutes late and get gas. I’d rather make sure that I actually get there. So, when my truck stopped running, I wasn’t sure what was happening.

We pulled over on the side of the road. Fortunately, we were on a straight stretch of a pretty popular road, and not a back road. For half a second I thought, “This is when having a husband would be nice.”

But, that is not the case, so I did the next best thing. I called a male friend. He was out of town, so he called a couple of friends, and one of them brought us gas. We were saved!

We sat on the side of the road in our truck for about an hour, watching cars go by. Living in Texas, I was surprised that nobody stopped. Which, I didn’t bring attention to ourselves like turning on the flashers. I wasn’t really sure that I wanted anyone to stop this day and age.

My daughter and I just hung out in the truck, and talked about what was going on around us. Being stranded on the side of the road became an opportunity for quality time.

Once we returned home, the pipes had thawed out, and we had water again. It was all good. I guess that is the moral to this story. Life isn’t always pretty, but today, I saw a lot of good.

Chocolate and Chemo

I woke up this morning wanting to put the brakes on my life. Just for a few days. Everything happened so fast. The list of who I’ve seen and what has been done is huge. Tomorrow, I get my port placement inserted very early. Austin is growing on me.

I went to see my doctor today. He is delightful, and has a sparkling attitude. He was going over the results of the MRI, with this puzzled look on his face. He said when they did the mammogram and ultrasound, they saw three other small satellites floating around the one mass. After reviewing the MRI, which is significantly more detailed, there were none.

No satellites. Just the one mass alone.

He looked puzzled, but it was no surprise to me. I flat out told him, “God is healing me!”

He smiled, nodded his head, still looking at the MRI and said, “Yes. We need God.”

Then I went to learn all about Chemo.

I had my book ready to take notes, but didn’t need it. On her lap was this large binder filled with pages , which were all going home with me. I put my book away. She started flipping through all the pages, and at first it was mild. She was telling me what I could expect from the medicines.

It was all good until she started talking about some negative effects of the combined Chemo. My face was priceless I’m sure as I looked at her and said, “Rebuke.”

I’m just walking up to doors on this journey. Tapping to see if they open. When they do, I walk through and see what the person on the other side has in store. God has lined up the most wonderful people for me. My doctor laughs and says, “You’re gonna be just fine.”

The lady in the Chemo department is excited about me being there. I noticed about 3/4 of the way through her stack of pages, she just stopped and put them up. She said she didn’t see any need to go over the rest because I was gonna be just fine. As I was leaving, she told me, “We’re gonna have fun! I’m so glad you’re here. We need you.”

God has me right where I’m supposed to be. After we left Austin, I stopped and bought this.

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A bowl full of chocolate that I best enjoy now, because chocolate and Chemo don’t mix.

It’s All Good

I write about beauty and this life God has given me.

Sometimes I can be my own worst enemy. Overthinking any given phrase can cause me to pick apart a conversation. The handful of people I surround myself with would be better off if I would choose the correct role and stay there. My daughter wants a Mom and not a Coach. She will tell me often, “Stop coaching me.” It’s what I do, not who I am.

The one thing I Coach about more than anything else is ‘happiness.’ I enjoy numerous levels of happiness, but some people have none. My passion is to help people find the right level for themselves. What is the biggest culprit of zero happiness? Other people. Yes, people happen.

God places people in my path wherever I go that need encouragement, even at the grocery store. They just gravitate toward me and I enjoy it very much. Sometimes it’s just to listen to their problems, or to assist them in unloading their cart. You know you have a person in desperate need when all they want is a hug.

It’s important to have at least one person in your life who knows and loves your authentic self. I can lose myself in what I do, but I have a friend in North Carolina who knows me very well. She finds it humorous that I would not have one animal, and today, I am Sweeping Dog Hair.

She gently reminds me of who I am, how far I’ve come and how God wants to use me. We need at least one person who believes in us. Then it’s all good.

Trust Your Journey

I have learned so much on this journey.

That is why I Blog. To share what I learn, so it can encourage you on yours. I have noticed  that someone will visit this site, read one of my Blogs and then read several. There will be the number one beside various Blogs with similar topic.

This makes writing worth while.

If I can encourage one person a day, then my mission is complete. Seeing the views increase over time encourages me to continue to share.

I saw a quote last week that said, “A writer sits in front of the keyboard and bleeds.” That is very accurate. Just sit down, and let it pour from the heart through the fingertips.

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God has my back.

He knows the journey because He planned it.

As long as I’m following His lead, it’s all good. It’s when I get off the path and start being me, things go wrong. I can hurt people by trying to protect them. Does God need help protecting the people I love? I don’t think so.

Allowing ourselves to trust a higher power, the people placed in our path, and ourselves. We don’t have to understand, just trust and keep stepping. Don’t get stuck in the circumstance. God can change that in a heartbeat.

By letting go of controlling our destiny, we will see a greater plan unfold.