Well, what started out as a great weekend with my kiddos and grandbaby ended up on a tragic note. Stephen and Mandy made it to town Friday afternoon. It was so wonderful to get to hold Jesse and play with him! He is such a sweet little (or not so little!) guy...such a happy personality. I just couldn't get enough of him! Saturday, we went to the benefit garage sale at the bank for a little while. Jesse was a perfect little gentleman. Then we did some shopping for baby clothes at the outlet store, and he slept right through it. The girls came over a little later, and we spread a quilt in the yard. Jesse loved being outside! It was a nice, peaceful afternoon...until we got the news about Dee. Such a horrible tragedy! Stephen and Mandy had planned to leave after lunch on Sunday, but decided to drive back to Sherman early that morning so they could see the family. My heart aches for the grief that they are feeling. Monica losing her husband before his time. Doyle and Dean losing their only son. Meghann, Emily and DeLynn losing their dear dad. I pray that God will strengthen and comfort this family during their extreme sorrow.
We also learned Saturday that our dear Brother Gene had to have emergency surgery for a perforated colon. I know that was scary for his family! Thankfully, the surgery went well. I pray that he will have a speedy recovery and feel much better soon.
Seven years ago today was when Toby was killed in a car accident. I vividly remember that day! Kay called us because he was being life-flighted to Dallas and she wanted someone there as quickly as possible. Stephen was here that day, so he and I headed over there as quickly as possible. There were already several people there when we arrived, with many more arriving as the evening progressed. My heart aches for the continued feelings of grief and loss that Kay and Leslie...as well as many others...share.
We are transportation-challenged again. Ricky wrecked his Mustang Saturday night. The wrecker thinks it will be totaled. Ricky's neck was giving him fits yesterday morning, so I took him to the ER. CT scan showed no damage, so they just prescribed muscle relaxers and pain meds. His bronchitis was worse after nearly a week of antibiotics, so they also provided a new prescription for a stronger one. He had a pretty rough day yesterday but seemed to be feeling quite a bit better this morning when I took him to work.
All in all, I am thankful for the health and well-being of my family. Ricky could have been seriously injured, or worse. My heart goes out to the Westbrook family. My prayers go up for Bro. Gene and his family. And my continued love and prayers go up for Kay and Leslie's family.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4 Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; [4] Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
So glad to know you blog. I am trying to get back to blogging. I had a blog stalker that was making my life miserable so I stopped blogging. As for all the tragedies so sorry to hear about them. I can relate to your husband's car wreck. We were rear-ended a year and a half ago in Dallas and both had sprained necks and backs. Still have days where it flares up. Again, so sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Linda. (Actually, Ricky is my youngest son.)
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