Something Old will Become Our New

Riley and I ventured down to Panama City Saturday morning to be with Scott and his family. On the way down, Scott called me to tell me his mother wanted to give him something and wanted to know how I felt. She wanted to give him his father's wedding band. We had just been talking about going out and buying our bands before the wedding. I, of course, was all for it and boo hoo'd like a baby going down the road. Riley even teared up.

When we got to PC, everyone was doing pretty well, considering the circumstances. We weren't there long before we took off for the Mardi Gras parade at Pier Park. The kids had a good time and it was good for the rest to get out of the house. His mother stayed home with all of her wonderful friends who have surrounded her and have not left her side.  After the parade, we came back to the house and ate. Scott's counsin  came from Montgomery and brought Crowe's chicken. Those of you who went to school in Troy can appreciate this. I think there is something addictive in the chicken and the sauce. There wasn't  a chicken finger left. It was supposed to be a 20 piece box, but there again those that went to Troy know they pile the chicken in the box til you can't get any more in. The same manager is there too. I think he has been there for 30 years.

I went to bed pretty early with Riley. I haven't been sleeping super lately and I was wiped out. I am not taking an pain medicine anymore and my body thinks it has to have it to sleep. Not anything a little Tylenol PM can't fix. We got up around 8:30 or so and Riley went running down stairs to play with Scott's neice and nephew. She loves playing with Emmy and Whit. I went to take a shower and just as I got in, Thomas, Scott's son came barrelling in yelling "I gotta pee". He is 4, so as you know, at that age it is all about you and what you want and need.  He still thinks it's funny when he has gas and yells to me in the shower that he just "tooted". Is that a 4 year old thing or a boy thing? Either way, I'm not too amused at that moment and tell him how proud I am of him and GET OUT! I mean I still have a drain hanging out of me and boobs that are not complete yet.  I don't really want to scare him. I did say I was going to lay it out....When they do the mastectomy, they usually take the nipples and all. Mine have not been reconstructed yet. That will come after the chemo. I kinda look like a barbie doll, or at least that is the way I explained it to Riley before the surgery.  Well....maybe not just like a barbie doll. I don't have a 20 inch waist, long legs, blonde hair, and I'm certianly not always smiling. The boobs just don't have the nipples. That is the only thing I have in common with barbie dolls.  So, back to the shower.....I got out. I went down stairs to see everyone and EAT!! Food was everywhere, of course. People have been very generous. We ate a breakfast casserole someone made. Scott's mother came in and asked me if I liked pearls. I love them!! She brought me a bracelet that Scott's dad gave to her and wanted me to have it. It has diamonds and pearls on it. I cried, AGAIN! I've become so dang emotional. It amazes me in the midst of all the planning for Scott's dad's funeral, that she would and could stop to think of me. I was very touched!!! I will wear this when Scott and I get married and am honored to have it!!  I am blessed to be part of Scott's family. Yet another blessing from God!!! They are endless.

Riley and I got on the road to come back to Dothan around lunch time today. I wanted to get back home. I have been out of work and didn't want to leave again so soon. I also wanted Riley to be back in her routine. I will go to work 1/2 the day tomorrow and go back to PC for the funeral. Dad is going with me as well. Thankfully, I have such wonderful people that I work for. Everyone has been very supportive through everything I've had to deal with and I couldn't be more thankful. (another blessing).

When we got home, my dad showed up with something in hand. He brought me my grandmother's wedding band, which fits me perfectly and looks awesome with my ring. And yet again, I had to fight back the tears.  I am so thrilled to be wearing my grandmother's ring. Scott and I are excited. Both rings were worn for over 40 years. ....another blessing.  I've got tons of them....so hang on to hear more!!! these are just little one's. I've got some that will give you chill bumps!!

until the next time...May the peace of Christ be with you!!!