was graduation night
for our12-step group. at
celebrate recovery. joyful. we are sisters.
we each were to give a
2-minute, typed-out testimony
of our year's journey together.
our leaders are merciful. mine
had not been turned in, and i
simply pleaded, "trust me." i
sat in bed this morning, and in
ten minutes, wrote from my
heart to my head to the page.
then i called my friend, tere,
with shaking courage, and read
it to her to time. 1 minute, 30 seconds.
i had scrawled it on an envelope,
and took it to the stage to read.
a guy came up to me after small
groups, and said, "ann, do you
have some experience in speaking
to small groups?"
it was hard not to laugh out loud.
it's such a joy not to tell people
what i do...and just love the world
the last two days,
i've been with a very sick
young mother. urgent care and
the packed emergency room
of a hospital here. yesterday, i
accompanied her to a private
exam room. she is in my 12-step
group, and i really love her.
out of nowhere,
she blurted out that i was
a writer. for her, it was showing
great honor. i was horrified. the
female physician became completely absorbed with me,
and i was very embarrassed and
shy. the one blessing..a beautiful one..
is that i was able to share
about Jesus. i cannot imagine a
doctor being impressed with a
all four of my children called
today. colson called while i was
taking a bath. brock called from the bank.
and taylor left a message
that he loved me and would call
brandt said he and jasmine were taking care of three of colben's cousins.
oh, i miss that dollbaby of mine...and am so
proud of my amazing children. they
are everything to me. have i told
you that recently? smile.
tomorrow, i have an appointment
with my ankle-foot specialist, and i
am terrified. the bone did not fuse
in my left foot, and i have lived
with such excruciating pain. i have
no words. he is supposed to be the
number one doctor in this entire region, and he says it will require
another surgery where they remove
a piece of bone from my hip, and use it for the fusion.
"my flesh and my heart may
fail, but God is the strength
of my heart...and my portion