Happy Half-Year!!!! STOP!!!

You never realize how fast you are moving through your life until something in your life makes everything come to a standstill.  This past week, God made me come to a screeching halt.  I was looking forward to time with an out of town friend and then going camping with my family at the end of the week.  Dinner on Monday evening was tasty except my body was telling me something wasn't right.  Amazing how God gave us this mechanism called...pain.  I am known to be a wimp when it comes to pain. So I decided to be strong and decide that I had indigestion and went to work Tuesday morning.  I mean, I had to interview someone at 9am.  I could make it through.  But as I drove to work each bump that my car went over sent shooting pain through my body.  Okay, I don't need to go to the ER, I will go to urgent care.  I went to urgent care to be sent to the ER that turned into a late night surgery.  Hmmm, never made that 9am interview.  I had to come to a stop at my job, no longer felt the drive of success at my paid job, I felt a slight pang of failure that I could no longer perform my duties and had to step aside to take care of me....my body....my health.

So I am a wimp when it comes to pain...but an even bigger weakness of mine is asking for help.  I had no choice but to ask for help.  However, my typical venues of help were not around. My mom lives in another state, my man was out of town with our boys, they would not let me drive myself to the hospital.  So...I called my boss.  I believe that God puts people in our life for a reason.  Let me tell you about this woman who is my boss.  When I met this woman, I knew I could learn from her.  Her smart business sense and strong willed to keep the business moving forward.  The more I have worked with her, the more I have learned about her personally.  She has gone through somethings in her life that I have experienced or am experiencing and she is able to give me words of wisdom because she has been there, done that.  There was no ounce of guilt from her that she took her entire day to be beside me.  She made sure I was cared for and that all went well.  She was my channel of communication with my mother, my man and my out of town friend.  I knew that everything was taken care of and that she was at my helm.  I am sure my drugged state helped with my pure awe of her, but as I am writing this, non-drugged, she did what Jesus would do.  Man that sounds cheesy, but it is so true.  I felt so blessed to have her in my life and thankful to God for putting my life in connection with this amazing woman and her awesome family. (I work with her daughter and husband)

Before this happened, I kept wishing for a day to do nothing but sleep.  Ugh, the saying, "Be careful what you wish for", is so true.  I got my days to do nothing but sleep and heal.  I hate having to stop.  To really reflect upon things and think too much.  I saw a headline to an article that said..."Happy Half-Year!!!"  So I took some time to look at how far I have come with life in the past six months.  New job, new home, new rekindled relationship, better time with my boys, new friendships.  Alot has changed in my life in six months and I don't think I have allowed myself time to appreciate the change, accept the change and understand and accept my failures or my successes.

I am thankful for all of it, good and the bad. I am not perfect.  Don't think I really wanted to go through surgery to realize all of this but God does have his way at times to make us stop and learn the lessons of life.  I understand this entry is all over the place but I felt I wanted to put these thoughts down.  I will continue to scrub off the adhesive stickiness left by various bandages applied by the hospital.  Such a symbol to me of forgiveness of my sins and starting anew. I am thankful that my surgery was minor in the grand scheme of things.  I feel God is telling me to slow down abit and enjoy the moments in life instead of trying to get to the next deadline or next moment.