Mrs. Rhonda. I have known her as long as I can remember. I remember the first vivid conversations about marriage being with Mrs. Rhonda in 12th grade Sunday School. I remember in 12th grade, I knew I would marry David. It wasn't smooth sailing or a fairy tale like I though it would be, but I knew in a sense that I would. Don't tell him. I don't want him getting a big head or anything. I remember Mrs. Rhonda's stories of her falling in love with Mr. Mike's legs. It grossed 12th grade girls out, but I remember it better than the conversation I had with David ten minutes ago. You know, it stuck with me kind of deal. I remember making the list of the important things we wanted in a husband. I don't remember the list, but I remember Mrs. Rhonda making it clear that first and foremost it needed to be a godly man because we were not changing any man.?
You get the point. I have loved this woman for years. She is funny. She is fun to be around. She is a good friend to my mom. She has spent countless nights with me at Children's Camp into wee hours of the morning laughing and talking until we were crying. She knew we had a bottle rocket war at the church and loved us through the clean up. She cooked for us, opened her home, and shared her heart on more than one?occasion. We have laughed and cried and I am sure at some point she has been disappointed but prayed a few of us through some mess we created.? It could have been lack of sleep or somebody in the group was funny, but we were typically laughing. We created alot of fun memories over the years. She has seen David and I both grow. Her kids grew up with us. We love their family.?
Mrs. Rhonda has cancer. She was at Holly's baby shower and we were talking about nausea. You know typical baby shower talk. Chemo and pregnancy puke. It was very classy. We were sharing with her salty foods and she was talking about peanuts. We bonded over salt. ha. Mr. Mike was out of town and we could tell she just wasn't feeling great. That night, Holly and I loaded Mrs. Rhonda up on salt. It makes her feel good. She was concerned about eating too much salt, but said that is what she craved. You know Dr. Jae, "They are pumping toxic into your body, if you want salt and it makes you feel better, have some salt."?
We spent a while talking in her house where we had been so many times before. It was good just catching up with her. The familiarity of the room and the memories flooded me as we sat there. It was good to see her laugh and smile because she just hasn't looked like she feels too good. We loved our time with her. We just shared and laughed. Laughter does a body good. Pregnant bodies and chemo patients. Everyone benefits.
As we left, Holly and I were talking about some different things and a theme kept?occurring?in our conversation. Relationships. Relationships with husbands, kids, friends...It got me thinking about the relationships in my life. How real are they?
You know it is breast cancer awareness month and I know so many people affected by various cancers. Today, as I thought through things between conversations it just kept popping in my head. It could happen to anyone I know at any moment. There is nothing protecting anybody. We don't know what the next minute holds. I am not scared of the future because I know that God is sovereign in all things, but at the same time, it got me thinking about purpose. How purposeful are my days? How many times do I say I'll do that later? How long do I prolong the phone call, or email, or conversation? I never want to be at a point in my life where I have to say, "I should have or could have or wanted to."?
So, I plan on attempting to be more purposeful with my time. With my tongue. With my family. With my friends. With my life. I don't want to have regrets.?
Mrs. Rhonda, thank you for teaching me something without even meaning to. We are routing for you, praying for complete healing, and I know that you will give God all the glory throughout the process. We know that we serve a mighty God. He is the Ultimate Healer. Don't be alarmed if Holly and I show up again, ha. We may need a laugh or a break or just want to talk and now we know you share a love of snacks :) If it makes you feel better, please know that we ate an entire bag of pistachios when we got to my house and even let Brandon and Emory join. We love you!
Source: http://teacherjae.blogspot.com/2012/10/day-2-mrs-rhonda.html
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