Sometimes I get sentimental and I start to remember the people that I love who are no longer with me. It’s funny because I did this last night and exactly one single tear ran out of the corner of my eye. Is that because deep down I know they are in a better place or is this because I was remembering the good times.
I am not sure which was the case, but I had to chuckle to myself that only one tear slid down my face. Did you know that God collects all our tears in a bottle? All I can say is I have a really big bottle, but it is comforting to me to know that my tears are that precious to Him. I believe that it is a literal bottle and not a figurative one.
Even more exciting to me is the fact that I am precious to Him. He formed me in my mother’s womb just the way He wanted me...warts and all. I am off to make new friends this week - to rekindle an old one and make a new one - and I am a little nervous but deep down inside I know it is all going to be good!!!!
I know it seems silly to some, but I take my best friend Jan with me on all my trips. Her dad was gracious enough to gift me her school hoodie with her name on the back and I take it with me when I go places. It is as if she is there with me enjoying each adventure. She will forever be in my heart, but I like the feel of this physical reminder.
This was my cruise. As a visually impaired person, this is probably the best way for me to travel. I don’t get to spend a lot of time in one place but I am in a contained space and there is less chance of getting lost or hurt. To any extent, this was my cruise. I putted a hole in one playing miniature golf. Never mind all the other lousy shots I took. There’s just something about that feeling of accomplishment. I was selected to run around the piano bar and get high fives while everyone sang “Olé Olé”. Thank you Angie for that experience. I won two rounds of Mexican bingo while it was raining on our beach day shore excursion. Last, but certainly not least, I was selected to whisk up the famous Carnival molten lava cake when we ate at The Chef’s Table. It was a truly fabulous experience and I loved every single second of it.
In November my church traveled to Branson for a Christmas trip. There were 39 of us. It was neat to be around so many people and just see the way people interacted. I took Jan on that trip too. When you buy tickets to the shows you get general admission seating. At each show we were far away from the stage. We explained that I am legally blind to the ushers at each of the shows and they graciously moved me to the front row. I was so touched. I was also very proud of myself. This is the first time I have ever asked anyone to do anything like that, but I certainly appreciated it.