It began with a 4 day parish nurse symposium. I was part of the worship services. The music I was to sing was all very familiar, so it wasn't a problem - but the bronchitis was. You know if your instrument is a harp or cello or piano , etc., it's not like you can't play if you get laryngitis!! As it turned out the angels swooped me up and breathed new life into me.
The highlights for me were in interacting with so many wonderful nurses that I hadn't seen in 15 years…and my dear harpist friend, Tami Brigg, from Minnesota.
AND witnessing an incredible, powerful dramatization of the story of the woman with the hemorrhage….presented by dear friend, Alice Brown. I'll never think of that woman the same way again.
Then on Saturday Jim and I drove to Appleton to see precious Ally
(aka~Sparkles) in "Billy Elliot."Ally was a ballerina in the play. There she was…this little sprite (is there such a word?) flitting all over the stage like a butterfly, loving every minute of it! Theatre and music are in her blood!!!!!! After the play we drove right back home so that I could complete the worship service on Sunday for the nurses.
Am I tired? Sure….but I'm not dizzy from the ride anymore. And my heart and spirit are richer for having been there.
I have enough hugs stored up for months! I am so blessed!
Let's remember to count our blessings every day (even the dizziest ones).