Miracles DO Happen

Weston called me tonight and asked me if I have been praying extra hard or something. Immediately the thought that he would be home this week entered my brain... However, that was not the case. Instead, he told me that for some reason, his orders got switched again... SCORE!!!!!!!!! We are no longer moving to Texas, thank God! We will be moving to Fort Campbell in Kentucky and Tennessee. It is almost amazing how fast the Army can change things. We waited forever for orders, and now we have they have changed in the past 48 hours. But believe me, I am not complaining. AT ALL. I am so excited you have no idea.

With that said, Weston will be home on Thursday, March 17th. He is flying into Colorado Springs. He will be taking 13 days of leave, and in order to get to Campbell on time, we will be leaving on/around March 28th. Goodbye Colorado, Hello the rest of my life.

God has a plan, and maybe, just maybe... he wanted us to think that we were moving to TX so that we would be over joyed with the news of Ft. Campbell and the idea that Weston can't come home this week wouldn't sound quite as bad. I've used that technique before-- build up the bad so that when you get the new news, you are so overwhelmed with the good half that the bad half kinda gets shoved under the rug.
All in all, we are so blessed by our gracious Father above, and I thank Him from the bottom of my heart. I don't think that I would have been able to handle living on the boarder of Mexico in El Paso, TX for the next several years.

I did everything I could to make TX sound better... It won't be cold. I can get a nice tan. Hmmm, yeah that is all I came up with. The Lord knows what He is doing, end of story!

The Heart of El Paso

My husband just called and he has orders to Ft. Bliss, TX. This is in the heart of El Paso. I am so happy to know that he will be coming home soon. But I have mixed emotions about Ft. Bliss. I am not going to lie, I was looking forward to Kennessee. I know that it doesn't matter where we are, as long as we are together. God has a plan and He does everything for a reason. The more time I spend looking up things in Texas the more of a head ache I have. There isn't really a college any where close that has athletic training. I am thinking to myself, there goes my education.... Maybe this means that God wants me to travel a new path. Maybe I should be a teacher or something. Think about it, summers off. That would be nice. Holidays off. That would be nice. Snobby nosed kids-- not so nice. I guess all I can do is pray about it and eventually it will be revealed to me.

Time for me to stop worrying and give it all to God.

Humorous God

Dear Friends and Family,

If you have been praying for me to have patience with the Army, please STOP! It is only making the situation worse! I learned a long time ago that if you pray for patience then God will give you something to be patient about. So please, instead of praying for me to have patience, how about you pray for my husband to come home!

Sincerely,
Melissa

Colorful Colorado

Community Blessings

I worked this evening on organizing more auction items for my mother-in-law's cancer benefit dinner/dance/auction. It will be held on Friday, March 11 in Pueblo West. The fire department has really come together to put this on and it is quite amazing to see how much heart this community really has. As I was making phone calls and sending emails, I was astonished at the fabulous responses that were coming in. Within a matter of thirty minutes, I more than doubled the number of items that I had already secured. It is such a blessing to me to see how communities can come together to help a family in such a hard time.

I can't wait to finish all the arrangements for the auction and get the items all put together. I feel like with the 59 people who have already RSVP'd on Facebook, this benefit is going to be a success. God has blessed our family with many, many caring people. There is nothing more that I can say, but Praise the Lord!

Bridal Shower

We had my bridal shower last Saturday and it turned out to be a huge success. There were ladies there of all ages. From little ones in diapers to well, old ones in diapers. Ok, I know that is horrible, but funny! Sara and mom hosted the shower, and it really was a great set up. I loved the decorations and am so thankful for everyone who put in their time and hard work to make it possible.

We had the living room full from wall to wall with tables and chairs. Even the couches and window seats were occupied. The ladies and I enjoyed food, fun, and I opened gifts. Thanks again to everyone who made it possible and thank you to every one who came and celebrated with us. Weston and I appreciate the love and support!

The End of The Road

On my way to my mom's house I picked up grandma since we live close by and she doesn't drive. I kept apologizing to her for the wind coming in my wired-up broken window, and she just said, "as long as it runs". Well, yes, my car has been faithful to me, it is the little things that make it time to get a new vehicle. The Pueblo West wind was horrible, as always, and that made the whole window situation worse. Grandma gave me the family history on the way there. Not only that, but the history of Penrose and which houses were the first around as we passed them. She told be about the old railroad that used to run to Cripple Creek that is no longer there. Things that I would have never known without doing some research. I'm not a history buff, so pretty much things that I would have never known. These are the times that I cherish with Grandma. Her passing on stories that I will always remember and be able to pass on to my kids as we make that drive.

As we were driving down the highway, a loud boom scared the crap out of me, and I thought that I had blown a back tire. Really?! The one day that I have my 85? year old grandma with me, I have car problems. I pulled over to the side of the road and put on those flashers. It is a dang good thing that I had jeans on over my cocktail dress, and a pea coat for warmth. Otherwise I am certain that all who passed would have gotten a free show. Stepping onto the highway, I saw that in fact, my brand new tire was just fine. However, my back bumper was partially detached and the load noises must have been caused by wind blowing it up against the tire.

After calling my mom I decided that I could fix it myself. I popped the trunk open and braved the wind again, just in time for the wind to blow it shut. Back to the driver's door I went, and popped it again. This time, I dashed towards the back of the car and stuck my upper body inside in search of my Athletic Training kit. My athletic tape would have to do the job until I could get to my destination. It really was a beautiful tape job, and I was quite confident in it. Grandma and I set back onto the highway to mom's house once again. A little farther down the road I called a friend who's parents lived close, and she told me to stop on by because grandpa was at the shop. He liked my tape job, but said he had a bolt that would do the job. He screwed that sucker in and we were on the road again.

None the less, we made it to the Bridal Shower in one piece. Amen for that!