To the couple who stood behind us in the airport security line ~

Your quiet act of kindness is something I will never forget.

Traveling with 4 kids is hectic, but traveling with a special needs child brings uncertainty and uneasiness. It had already been a rough morning… not getting enough sleep, looking for lost shoes, making sure all of Lucie’s medical supplies were packed, spilt coffee in the car, backseat “He’s looking at me!!”, tears and the list goes on.

To say that I was mortified when Lucie’s suitcase hit you… would be an understatement. That line couldn’t move fast enough…. But your reaction spoke volumes to me. In her mind, your forgiveness, compassion, and sweet banter with her made you two friends with her for life. And then to top it off, the sweet bag of furry friends you sent to our seats completely sealed your fate.

You…

A man came across a folded piece of paper while he was at San Francisco airport that said ‘read me‘ on the front.  How could anyone possibly resist that invitation?  He knew he just had to look.  So, he did.

And what he discovered inside was surprising and wonderful…

This is what was inside… (scroll down to read a typed up version)

“I recently left an emotionally abusive relationship After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he packed his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.

For the first few weeks, my…

Look at that number! Can’t believe it is getting so close to the end of this year already! Did your year speed by as well?

Well anyway, here we go for this week:

Repost of an earlier post:

That was weird.  I heard tiptoeing and a door quietly locking.  I tiptoed to my parent’s room and found their door locked!  Their door was never even shut except around Christmas.  Mother must have gotten scared and locked it.   Assuming the worst, I pounded and screeched, “Mama!  Mama!  Your door’s locked. Help!  I can’t get in!!!”