Friday at last, Keanna has come to visit

Dear Friends and Family,
The week has ended, at least the stressful part, now its time to relax in God's hands and remember that He is in charge. Do you tend to forget that during the rush of the week like I do? And things are different between me and God now, I'm still working through the disparity of His promises and the reality of our loss. What good are the promises if they don't work? Or if they just work sometimes? Or for others but not for us? I have no idea how some are chosen to be delivered and others are not.
Tonight on my yahoo Marilyn Tall forwarded three photos of younger times for all of us. The first one was of us eating a desert with the church family, Estol Pruett is sitting behind Nan at the next booth and a very young Laura is sitting beside her and Nan has her tongue out, its so cute and brings back a playful side that I have long forgotten due to the years of stress and strain, suffering and the fight for life. What a glimpse into a happier time, a carefree time, a time when we thought we would live forever. I even had hair in back then, real dark hair and a lot less weight. I think I'll grab the photos from the yahoo email and put them here for you to enjoy as well. Sort of takes you back in time.
Keanna is sleeping soundly in her room upstairs. Nikki and Keanna were ready and I picked them up in the van, drove out to Bethel Island and we had Mexican food this evening, cute little place and such good food. Then we dropped Nikki off and came home. Keanna had an hour and played, had a bowl of Cheerios, dressed for bed and had her story, was tucked in and went right to sleep.
This little lady is so fun to observe. She is bright, opinionated, stubborn and so sweet. What a nice way to finish a week up, what a happy way.
The orders are not coming in and that causes concern. I am thankful for what work I had this week and more thankful that checks did come in every day so the bills are paid for the month but of course on Tuesday a new month begins and the mad cycle of locating enough funds to cover everything starts all over again.
This afternoon Dolly called from Oregon. She is cold and this morning they had snow again. She is so ready to come back to a hopefully warmer climate. She is in Oregon with Ken right now and they stick pretty close to their trusty pellet stove for warmth. She sounded good and called to check up on me. It felt nice to be remembered. I also spoke with Sharon who is now in her new home, has guests this weekend and says her new kitchen is working out well. She sounded tired but happy. Art is in the desert at the home were Connie lived before they met and has been doing some chores before they leave on their cruise to the Mexican Riviera, the same places we went on our last cruise. Here's hoping they get to complete their cruise, not fly home on a Leer Jet like we did. My brother called and is enjoying being retired, is walking every day and is feeling well. His life in Weed which is in the shadow of Mt Shasta is playing out well and he does not miss being up all night at the controls of a mile long freight train.
If all goes as planned Jason, Jo and Timothy are coming over to arrive in Tracy about the time Nikki picks up Keanna. They will then attend church and the potluck too. Afterwards we'll come out to the house for awhile. It will be great to see them again. Fortunately the house remains basically in order. Living alone does mean less housework.
I have enjoyed all the messages I have received this week from friends and family. The support really helps a lot as I figure out how to live each new day better than the prior one.
So I send my love to family and friends alike.

Have a blessed weekend!

love

tim