I honestly believe that angels walk among us and they take the form of friends.
A few weeks ago, I was lost. I was having daily meltdowns regarding how I am going to pay for my cancer treatment and medications. I was shutting down and beginning to withdraw.
I had a long-time friend invite me over to her home after church. I was such in a bad place, I didn’t want to go. I told her I would think about it. She tempted me with seeing their Siberian Husky. I have unofficially adopted him…well adopted him in the sense he is my main focus when I get to visit him; and his owners.
I relented and asked when we should be at her house. I grabbed a toy for Kona (the Siberian). I love that dog; even if he’s not mine. I get through church, take a much-needed nap (thanks to my meds) and woke up in time to leave.
Standard greetings took place and then it was time to see Kona; who is normally outside – he loves it outside. I walk out, hear a guy’s voice, who I just assumed was my friend’s boyfriend. When I say, I go to see the dog, I’m not kidding. I was so dog-focused, I failed to realize my son was the one holding onto the dog’s leash. Right next to him, was my daughter-in-law and granddaughter.
It’s been six years since I’ve seen my son. He’s in the Army, so visits are few and far between and he’s stationed across the country. Another one of my friends used air miles that would expire before she could use them and flew them all out to see me. I had yet to meet my daughter-in-law or meet my (now) eight-month old granddaughter.
To say tears were flowing would be an understatement. I was beyond surprised. Several people were in on it. They kept me going til the surprise took place. They knew how difficult life had become and brought a beacon of light to brighten up my world.
I have had the pleasure of having my oldest and youngest together for three weeks. We did a few low-key tourist things, but mostly stayed near home. I still have had to work while they have been here.
Walking through my front door and to be greeted by my smiling grandbaby brings joy like nothing else. Cooking dinner every night has been great. My daughter-in-law LOVES mashed potatoes! It may seem trivial, but my husband is Asian and we eat a lot of rice. I had another person in my corner for side dishes. My son did good marrying her. LOL
My granddaughter celebrated her first Christmas in my home. My daughter and son were able to celebrate their birthdays together (New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day). I was able to bring the “kids” to church and introduce them to my church family. My son isn’t big on attending church, but he did so for his mom.
I will be sad when I have to take them to the airport tomorrow. Tonight will be the last night that I will sit on the sofa, holding the baby, and giving her a bottle. She can hold it herself, but each evening, we’ve had our little bonding time. I will miss it greatly!
I am blessed that I have angels walking among us and I get the privilege of calling them friends.