Did You Hear That?

You know that intuition thing?

Others call it a still, small voice. A quiet prompting.

Has it been telling you to call or visit someone or send a letter?

Tonight I wasn't quite holding it together. To say that we had had an emotional day would have been an understatement. I was watching the clock until bedtime...
like bedtime ever really stops the insanity in my house.

8.30 Woo Hoo! I turned on a recorded "Britain's Got Talent" to lift my spirits. I watched a grandfather and granddaughter sing and the thought of them together on a stage made me tear up. Why don't I have a grandfather? This sweet musical pairing falling on the heels of a really good pity party the other night-- me watching "Dan in Real Life" again and wondering why I couldn't be born to a family that did things together.

Then A2 appears (one of the children on my "lucky to still be living" list) to tell me that Miss Ky, who is no longer in her bed, has a poo and she's pulled off another great strip of wallpaper.

It was the permanent crippling of that straw-bearing camel.

Ok, in print, it doesn't sound like such a big deal, but believe me there's so much I can't write on here that I am facing daily and an after-bedtime stink and torn paper can throw me over. I cried. I swatted a little home destroyer and then sat down in my computer room and sobbed.

I pleaded, "Do you hate me so much? Could I possibly take anymore?" when I thought I heard a knock.

...there it was again, definitely a knock.

Great. The neighbors must have heard me shout and have come to save the children. Mascara is all over my face, so I cower in my computer room. Another knock.

I did open the door finally. My Branch President (Pastor) and his wife have brought cake and hot chocolate.
He explained that he left his house at 6 am and other than a fifteen minute stint around 4, had not been home the whole day. When he did get home, he felt very strongly that he needed to come by--"NOW", as he put it.

They stayed for two hours. She changed Miss Ky's stinky diaper and read her a story. She convinced the other kids to get in bed with promises that there would be cake for them tomorrow. She showed them the love and affection where my account was overdrawn.
He counseled with me.
Ok, he sat and I cried and vented, but he validated my feelings, and it was all done with NO CHILDREN climbing on me at the time.

So I ask again.

Is there someone that's been on your mind lately? It's not coincidence you know. Get off the computer and give them a ring.


ahem...you're still here...