Needing a Miracle

I have been absent awhile... partly because I had nothing new to say but mostly because the friend I talked about in my recent Poulsbo getaway - her husband - is fighting for his life in ICU in Seattle. I spent the last 3 days with her - I wish I could be with her everyday but that is hard living 2 hours away and having small children to care for at the same time.

It started with his appendix, which was gangrenous and removed, that basically poisoned his whole body and he had a heart attack, his liver and kidneys shut down and he got severe pneumonia. He has made VERY SMALL improvements every day until yesterday.

They need your prayers. He is late 30's, and they have only been married 1.5 years.

Poulsbo

Every year my best friend, since high school, and I get together for a weekend away just the two of us. We started 4 years ago and we look forward to it all year. We try and find a place not too far away since we only have 2.5 days. This year we went to Poulsbo. It was nice. We always have a blast. Usually our weekend consists of walks and shopping. Great food and spirits and lots of rest, movies and long talks. Doesn't seem to matter how long it has been since we talked - we are closer than ever and love being together.

A year full of fun!

Every year I make a calendar for myself and a few other members of my family. I thought you might like a look at what will grace my months to come. Enjoy!

January...
February...
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May...
June...

July...

August...
September...
October...
November...

December...

Shakin but Thankful

Last night was the scariest moment of my life. I thought my daughter had drowned. To my extreme thankfulness to God she didn't and is safe! But those moments I will remember forever. Emily is 6 and loves to swim and does a good job. She practices holding her breath in the bath tub. Well, that is what she was doing. I always stay close by and check in and listen while she does this. It had been a little bit and I suddenly did not recall hearing her. The phone rang and I walked past to get it...I see that she is face down in the tub. I call her name as I get the phone, thinking she is holding her breath and she does not respond. I walk in 3 seconds later and yell her name and no response. I threw whatever was in my hands and pick her up out of the water and roll her over... to my relief she blinks and is stunned, I bring her to me and hold her tight as I burst into tears.

Now I know that she was indeed holding her breath... but I feel traumatized. For those moments I THOUGHT she had drowned and that is real. Those feelings were and are real. Unlike a dream I did not wake up knowing it never happened. I saw her floating there face down, I picked her up out of the water... it was real. 

I keep reminding myself that she is and was safe... every hour I have to release the fear and guilt to Jesus because every hour I see her laying there face down. Every time I close my eyes. There she is laying face down. I can't even imagine how people handle it when they actually lose someone they love tragically, when I feel like this and everything was fine.

I am SO thankful to have my daughter and that she was not in danger. But I needs your prayers.