The Gift of Being a Nurse

Me darlin' daughter saved her patient's life today...a tiny 4 month old baby. The wonder of it was all over her face when she came home tonight.
What a wondrous gift from God....

Going on Retreat

Life is stressful lately.
Mark and I are going on a mini retreat this weekend, leaving late this afternoon. I was really looking forward to it but now there has been some drama going on with some of the people going and I'm wondering how restful it will be. Doesn't it just figure? Poor Mark is stuck in the middle of it all....long story involved. (Mark is not the one causing the drama...not his style at all). Because he is one of the directors in the ministry we're involved in, he has to be a mediator at times....a job I don't envy.
The devil is definitely attacking. He seems to be doing a lot of that recently.
The retreat lasts until Sunday but Mark and I are only staying until Saturday evening because tomorrow is my darlin' Johnny's 16th birthday and we want to be able to take him out for his birthday dinner.
I'm looking forward to some good Adoration time....

A blessed, peaceful weekend to all....

Liz's Wedding

We went to another beautiful wedding on Saturday.
One of Beth's friends got married and Beth was a bridesmaid. They had a beautiful wedding and a very casual reception.
Mark's sister, Kathy, had offered to do the flowers for the wedding because she found out that the couple had very limited funds for their wedding and she has worked for a florist. Beth's friend bought the flowers at Kroger and Kathy made the bouquets, corsages, and such. Poor Kathy got up Friday morning with a migraine and felt terrible. Mark's older sister, Terri, came over after she finished teaching school, and helped her for a while. All together, they spent about 5 hours working on the flowers and they were beautiful....
Beth and her friends picked them up and took them to the bride's house.
Saturday morning, Liz (the bride) called Beth and said that her refrigerator had been too cold and almost all of the flowers were ruined! We were all sick about it, but didn't want to bother Kathy again since she had already put so much time into them, especially when she hadn't felt well. So three hours before the wedding was about to begin, two of the other bridesmaids went out and bought more flowers and then we took the old ones apart to see how they were done, and to reuse the greens and beads that were still good.
Beth and I spent a half hour constructing a new bouquet for the bride....something that neither one of us had ever dreamed we would ever do! It wasn't quite as pretty as the original, but we were amazed that it looked as well as it did and Liz was quite happy with it.
Beth did the bride's hair and makeup and she was beautiful....of course, me darlin' daughter looked beautiful too!
I, of course, got all teary-eyed as I watched the bride come down the aisle and thought that in the not-too-distant future, I will probably be watching my own beautiful daughter walking down the aisle on the arm of her father....

Life goes by so quickly...
A blessed, peaceful Monday to all.....

Dear Mother of Sorrows, Please Pray for Us

I went to confession last week and the priest told me that he felt I had made a very good confession which was wonderful, of course, and now I feel as if the old devil didn't like it one bit and he's attacking big time. Some times I get so weary of the battle. I know I have to keep going but when I struggle with not feeling very energetic, the battle seems even harder.
Mother Mary, please pray for me, your child....

Happy Birthday Dear Blessed Mother!

This day has not started out well at all.
It's Michael's first day of co-op for the year and every stupid little thing that could go wrong this morning did.
Now all I want to do is go back to bed and sleep the rest of the day but of course, that can't happen.
I'm starting to wonder if something is wrong with me because all I want to do lately is NOTHING! I have no energy, no ambition, no drive.

Today I am also thinking of our Jack (our nephew who died from brain cancer three years ago)....he would have been 12 years old today on this the birthday of our dear Blessed Mother. We spent Labor Day with Mark's family and the pain is still there so strongly in Jay's voice and eyes. Difficult to see indeed. Losing a child is one of life's hardest heartaches I believe.

A blessed Tuesday to all....