This is the week of the actual wedding anniversary--January 31, 1970. The celebration has continued all month, it seems. But, hey, a Golden Anniversary is worth it!
|A few of the cards that have come in|
I have inherited a large box of Dad's sermon notes, decades-worth. For this week's theme I set aside one, a folded half-sheet titled Bodas de Oro (Golden Wedding). He was asked to speak at don Humberto and wife's celebration. I don't remember or recognize who they were. My brother Lynn would probably know and have stories to add, if only he could whisper them to me from heaven.
Dad considered it a privilege to honor them as they celebrated God's hand upon their lives. His main points were:
- God's hand in bringing them together.
- God's protection
- God's salvation
- God's mercy
The same outline and Bible quotes could apply to our story.
Another Monday note: Stephan made sopapillas for our dinner which reminded us of a popular restaurant years ago in Muncie--One Accord. How many locals remember it, and the flags at each table that went up to signal "We need more sopapillas!"
Tuesday was an interestingly loooong day. I took Leah to her long-
|What, did you think I was his little sister?|
The two positives of ending up in the hospital:
- the efficiency of having many tests in one place, at one time.
- Dr. S's energetic,entertaining, educational (he had a student present) and thorough analysis of Leah's situation.
One of the hardest aspects of a hospital stay is the waiting. Everything takes f o r e v e r.
One rough moment was the attempt to draw blood that ended up blowing a vein.
We finally made it home by evening. Leah has a full schedule just monitoring her blood pressure, taking meds, keeping calm, and scheduling the many next steps in the process of determining the underlying cause.
|"I can't wait to get home!"|
She brought back a couple souvenirs: a coaster for Mike, and a sweet little turtle for my collection.
Our family celebration a month ago lingers sweetly in our memory. I think fondly of each member's contribution to the special event, and also the letters and many congratulatory messages from friends all over the world.
One blessing-in-disguise of these weeks of being a "robot widow" (as some call it), is more available time on my own. Saturday, with nothing else scheduled, and no plans or emergencies with Leah, I realized I was free to attend friend Dorothy's 85th birthday party. There I met several other people I knew and enjoyed an hour of delightful music.
|With Dorothy Schultz and Alma Thiessen|
|Janet Friesen and Ace Holsinger|
Sunday, some family members asked to watch the Superbowl with us. Michael prepared a whole lot of food and we had a fun time. What was your Superbowl experience?