I thought that she was going to die tonight. After a lot of prayers from countless people, I got a call late tonight from my mom that the doctors said that 'her death is not imminent'. What a relief. My parents are driving through an Idahoan snowstorm right now as I type trying to get to Washington, and all I could do was pray that they got there in time to say good-bye without the hope that I would arrived tomorrow before her passing. So now, again, I have some hope of her recovery. I desperately want her to get well again. I know that all will be well, whether or not she does, but there's so much more I want to talk with her about, to learn about from her, and just want more special moments with her. (how selfish of me. I treasure the moments and memories I have of the times spent with her. In fact I have been remembering all kinds of wonderful times that we've spent together. I can't remember every word spoken, but the kindness and the love are there. And that is what is important to me. I've always been more emotionally affected so my memories are less detailed, I think.)
I am so thankful for my church and my guitar students for their flexibility and support. and I am so thankful that I no longer work for wal-mart, because I would not be flying to see Nana in the morning if I still was there. God is faithful, all-powerful, Jehovah Jireh, my provider in all things, at all times, and every time.
