little….small…simple…..AMAZING
So today was my first day back to my “real life”…it was interesting at best. I came into work and had 23 phone messages and 59 emails that I had not yet responded to from the iphone- while I was away. I took care of those things that were pressing first- pretty simple things- a few dress code violations, a couple of curfew folks, and a few parents with questions regarding private room fees. These things are vital in my “real world” but today I just thought most all day about my dad….people were kind- many many students came by and asked about him— how is he doing…..seems like a pretty tough question to me lately. I mostly just said- better…because I know that telling all that we know will cause me complete exhaustion. So…I got a call from Mona around 12 and I will be honest- it made me feel so thankful that she called me— she told me the doc had been in and there was very little change- nothing significant. He had an allergic reaction to some meds but was ok…and other than that he was still sleeping alot. So all day- I would take a minute or two to ask God to be with my dad as he works through this fog….that he is in. I also thought about him so much today when people would complain about the weather- or that chapel was not what they wanted— or that they wanted this or that right now!! I thought about the way he would take simple things and show such kindness….I thought about how he would want me to handle things- and I strived so hard to remember that just about two weeks ago- i was one of those people who complained about little, small, simple things….I want to be better than that- I want to remember that always there are people around me hurting…always there are people who need me to focus on being good to them. I know my daddy would want these things from me—even before he was sick. So tonight I came in from work late and called Mona- to see if there was any change— she told me that therapist had come in and that he had done good with them…but slept so so much most of the day. I hung up and cried a little…and I prayed for change to come…even as slowly as it can I prayed for change to come…..just a few minutes had gone by and my phone rang…it was Mona- I answered and she said— I forgot to tell you something— did I tell you yet that this afternoon your dad said a word….I was like- what, NO!!!!! She said that when they came in and pinched his toes (a yucky but useful thing they do daily) that dad said- OH! and it was distict and clear and a real word!
Little, small, simple….Amazing!! Thank you for your prayers….they mean so much.
