Memorial Day: reclaimed

It was a strange thing: I was nervous about Memorial Day coming 'round. I think I was a bit traumatized with last years experience. I don't care to go into the details of it but I had the worst brain inflammation that day that I've ever experienced. It was scary and oh, so icky.

So without realizing it, I was worried that because it was Memorial Day again I'd experience the same thing (silly, I know).

But guess what? It wasn't! It was the best day I've had in a long, long time. I planted our seeds in all three garden boxes, cleaned house, made five jars of Ginger Ale and went on a fun outing for a couple hours with my wonderful family.

They were doing face paintings at this event and there was only one lady painting faces. They were ending the event at 8pm. The time was 7:45pm. Millie and I stood in line ... as did about 15 other kids. So I went up to the lady, told her I've done face paintings at fairs and asked if she wanted some help. She was more than happy to have me help. I reassured everyone in line that I've had experiences with face painting and the face painting resumed, this time with two ladies painting the faces of anxious kids.

I'm happy to say that even though they allowed us to paint until 8:30, we didn't have to turn any of the kids away.

Millie sat behind me and waited patiently until I painted those faces that stood in line before us and we got to the original "spot" where we were waiting.

John's parents even made a visit after that whole busy day. I was pretty done by the end of it all and I can't say I'm fairing too well today because of it but I truly feel SO grateful to Heavenly Father for blessing me with a good day. I believe He knew of my inner fears and anxieties about that day and blessed me simply because He loves me.