Today started a convention for Scrapbookers and Crafters in general, located in Novi, MI. This is a very large show and Arch would have been all over going because he loved Heartfelt and creating. It would have been so much fun going together, checking out the competition, and even shooting ideas back and forth for our own card making. He was the most creative man I knew, and definitely the best with colors.
My boss, Richard, asked if any of us would be interested in going. Taylor excitedly said she would as she had never been to one or had ever seen our booth. Since she has worked in all departments and her degree is in business, she wanted to see how we market our products. She was also interested in seeing how the products she packed for show teams, in shipping, were utilized. Boy did she get an eyeful!
The booth was much bigger than she imagined. She was shocked at how full the booth stayed and the frequent need to restock product. She was surprised by the barrage of questions customers asked and how, even though she knows 16 months of product, the lack of familiarity she actually possessed. She was disappointed with herself (pep talk from mom ensued) for being unable to answer a number of questions, except for,”I can find out,” which is really what customers want to hear, anyway.
We did walk around the convention a bit but, to be honest, we aren’t in the “shopping” mode. Everywhere we looked there were “sales”. Taylor said,”It just looks like stuff to store, Mom.” That’s the grief. Anything and everything but clothes and food fall into the “stuff” category, that after death, pretty much has no meaning.
This week Taylor surprised me with the,”Seven day of Mother’s Day.” She wrote the most beautiful note on the “Day 1″ card, explaining that since,”I’m all she’s got left,” she needed to make sure she really really celebrated me. I cried.
Tuesday night I had a rough day with another,”Final Notice” for another medical bill that is actually still under scrutiny by the insurance company. They are threatening legal action and blah, blah, blah. This is my life. Yes, I am paying my bills. There have been more mis-filings and accidental “out of network” filings, than I’d care to admit. I HATE getting my mail. The HR dept. where Arch worked is trying to battle this for me. I hate e-mailing about yet another bill but an grateful that they have the ability to make direct contact with the insurance company.
Anyway, so I got the mail, Final Notice, chest pains again, as my mind swirls about if this will ever get any better and I have to e-mail ASAP, THEN I walk in the door. Here stands my daughter, all smiles, with a hot cup of coffee in an old fashioned coffee mug, a card, and a sign. Unfortunately, all I could say was,”Taylor, I’ll be with you in a second. I got another Final Notice, so let me get this e-mail out or I’ll never be able to enjoy and focus on what is on the table. I’m sorry.” Taylor understood. This is our life.
The sign was an amazing antique reproduction that says something like, “A cup of COFFEE solves everything,” or something very similar. I took it to work and it’s hanging on the office divider (LOVE IT). I asked her,”When I die, you know you’re going to get this. Are you sure you want it?” Her response,”Yep! That one I’ll keep.” And that’s how we measure something’s value.
Isn’t that what everyone does? I’m guessing not… .
Oh, well, it keeps our spending in check. Which reminds me… . We get home from Novi and I’m thinking of every thing I need to pull out of the freezer for Taylor’s reception. I decide I’d best clean out the fridge to make room. As I’m cleaning it out, Taylor notices water running down the inside back. Hmmmm….I’m sure it’s fine. The fridge never kicked back on. Odd. Best check the freezer. CRAP! Thick frost was covering most everything. My fridge is kaput. REALLY? It couldn’t have lasted just a couple more days? ugh.
Blessings though, as we got that fridge from an auction 9 years ago. We definitely got our money’s worth, so I really cannot complain. But just think how guilty we would have felt if we would have spent a bunch of $ on “stuff” when we had an actual NEED (that we didn’t know about) at home? God is awesome. He protected and I am content. I’m not saying I wanted to buy a new refrigerator at 9:20ish, but by not spending $5 here, $10 there, I can afford what I need. Taylor and my lives are viewed through different lenses. That’s ok. We don’t feel like we are missing out. We are so incredibly thankful for the many, many things we have that meet our every need. It’s somethings just tricky to differentiate between need and want. We’ll get there.
Philippians 4:19 “And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.”
Just so you know:
Tomorrow begins Taylor’s graduation weekend with special events EVERYDAY! Tomorrow she has grad rehearsal, I am invited to lunch (if the refridg comes in time!!! Lots of Prayers, please!!!). Then tomorrow night she has been invited for Dessert with the President of Grace because her GPA is 3.97 something, something.
Because I want to take in every moment, I’m going to try to focus everything on her. I WILL, however, try to post a very few pictures so you can see…moments with meaning…as though you were looking through my eyes.
See you tomorrow…or you’ll see me ;).