I have had a rare opportunity to learn about the person my daughter is. As she has been in and out of consciousness, she had done a lot of talking in her sleep, moving in her sleep, and even more than her fair share of delusions and hallucinations. What do you think would come out if you spent weeks in this state? Here is what I learned about my special girl.
She likes Christmas time, but thinks we don’t eat enough candy canes.
She thinks her siblings need to be more reverent during Family Home Evening.
She believes in Joseph Smith, and thinks reading good books is important.
She even remembers to do her hand and foot stretches for physical therapy while she is unconscious. She has a very obedient spirit.
She likes to sing.
She has frequently spoken up when a nurse has put the TV on for some background noise, thinking she is asleep, and informed them if she thinks it is inappropriate. One night she was having trouble staying awake, so a well intentioned nurse put on a TV show that her child of the same age loves watching. She was surprised when Katie woke up long enough to stammer out the word – “raunchy.” The nurse immediately realized she was talking about the TV show, and changed the channel. Then she started telling all the other nurses how impressed she was with Katie. She too was aware that the show was inappropriate and started talking about how she wished her kid wouldn’t watch it either.
So proud of Katie. I think she will have the strength to do what she knows is right no matter the situation, because these are the things that are really inside her.
Just a funny double coincidence today. My son has had some issues at school, and we needed to go in and talk with a few of the teachers. My husband had more time than I did, so he took care of it. I remembered I forgot to remind him someone else he needed to talk to, so I started a text to remind him. Before I finished the text, hubby had sent me a text about the same person! An hour later he still was not home so I decided to call and see if everything was okay. As I was dialing I received an incoming call from my hubby telling me that everything was taken care of. Once is a coincidence, twice . . . I think we were on the same wavelength!
Sometimes beating the odds is simply a matter of chance. Roll the dice enough times, win the lottery, whatever. More often than not, I think Divine Intervention and personal effort can affect outcomes. Today I want to recognize all the couples who beat the odds by remaining married through:
chronic illness or pain
a child with a chronic illness
the loss of a child
financial changes or bankruptcy
different cultural backgrounds
alcoholism or substance abuse
These stresses, and others, decrease the odds of a successful marriage, so if you have experienced any of these roadblocks and find that both partners have worked through things sufficiently that you are happily married to any degree, count it as a miracle.
I got a high value baby formula coupon in the mail, but I don’t have an infant any more. Rather than just throw it out I decided to leave it in the formula isle for someone else who could use it. I left the coupon and went down the next isle for the next item on my list, only to find that someone else had left a coupon on the item that I needed!
Part of my season of gratitude I am going to try to be satisfied with what I have. There are always more wants than resources, there are always more people telling you that you need something you don’t have. Even this morning I was wishing it was warmer and not so cold. The irony is that just a month ago I was wishing it was cooler and not so warm. Why can’t we just enjoy what we have?
This morning my husband fixed our dishwasher. An electric component had gone out, and despite him not having any electronics training, he was able to find the $40 part and get it working again. As much as I cringed at the $40, a repair call would have been even more, and a new dishwasher still more. That could have been my daily miracle right there, but then we got to talking.
These last two months have been a little crazy around here. All three cars had a tire blow out. Two cars needed brake jobs. The dishwasher obviously went out. Not only that but our printer died, two vacuums died, the DVD player died, the microwave refused to work, my daughter’s laptop stopped working, and we needed a new couch. A busy few weeks. As we started listing everything that had been going out at the same time, we realized a few things. These last two months we had the money, the time, and the knowledge to take care of everything we needed. Any other two months this year and I don’t think we would have been able to handle it as well.
Not everything just had money to throw at fixing it. Bought one new tire, two used. Did one brake job ourselves with some help, and have an appointment in a few days for the last brake job with a friend. Husband was able to fix the dishwasher. Brother in law was able to fix the computer. Vacuum was under warranty, and a friend gave us a loaner until it is back. Microwave and DVD started working again on their own. Found a great couch at a yard sale, and the business had some extra money for the printer. I think what happened was summed up best by Elder Bednar a few weeks back. Click below to listen to the 17 minute talk from General Conference.
Okay, so today’s “miracle” is almost too silly to mention.
About a year or two ago my husband started getting more gray hairs. Not quite enough to dye, but noticeable. At 43/44 that was not too abnormal. What is abnormal is that I can’t find them any more. His hair looks like it did about five years ago, just a few here and there. They have almost completely gone back to his original hair color. Could someone please explain to me what is going on! Not that I am complaining, but I have no idea why this is happening. We have our suspicions, but medically it is not supposed to work that way. He is also getting thinner and he is getting his energy back. Cool.
I wrote a letter to a friend last week. I was worried about him and just wanted to be in touch. I couldn’t find a generic friendship card so I mailed the letter in a get well soon card, hoping it wouldn’t be too weird. In a sad coincidence the letter should have gotten there only hours after he was actually admitted to the hospital. More appropriate than it was intended to be.
I was driving home from work yesterday and I heard someone yelling from two cars over. I tried to ignore it, but it was really loud. I couldn’t quite make out what the person was saying, or who they are talking to so while we were waiting at the light I turned to see who was screaming. Someone had a sheep in the back of their pick-up truck, and it was not overly happy about being there.