It seems that this whole “getting kicked by a horse” thing is getting pretty old now. I had grandious ideas of all the things I would get done while Dw is in Africa. I could get the Dossier worked on for Jubilee’s adoption, as well as organize the storage containers in the shed, clean out the long overlooked nooks and crannies….etc., etc….we would also ride bikes on the River Trail, eat out at fun places, walk downtown lots, and play with all our awesome friends.

So here I lay, leg elevated aching more than when it happened. If I didn’t know better I would guess that not only did Mistletoe kick me to the ground, but it feels like she drug me to the road and let a dozen semi-trucks run over me. I am just not a lay around type person and yet I can’t drag this beat-up body off the couch to do something really exciting, let alone walk to the mailbox!

On Saturday as I lay in the ER, one friend who lives across the road came and fixed the stall that the horses had broken down. Tom and Marianne came and brought lunch, hauled my trash, helped Graham fix the lawnmower and loved on Isaiah and Liberty for me! A couple of friends brought some food to stock up the fridge!

Graham had pitched right in before the fall. Friends had asked him to spend the night and he said he felt his mom needed him to just be here to help. What a sweet son you are, Graham Josiah! Now that I am laid up he has been even more attentive to whatever I need, waiting on me hand and foot. How thankful I am for him and his helpful heart!

Chelsea and little Josiah came over today and made me a strawberry smoothie. That was so sweet to have a visit from my precious friend. We had some special things to talk about too.

Terry, Tavi and Clancey brought dinner over on Sunday and they ate with the kids and I. Tavi is a wonderful cook – so in her cute little pink cowgirl apron she prepared quite a feast in our kitchen. As she cooked, Terry helped with killing the wasps nests outside that had stung Graham the day before. As we ate and after dinner we laughed, talked and ended up solving most of life’s problems!

Having my best friend away is getting kinda’ lonely now too, especially since I am couch-ridden. So I am wondering what I am supposed to be learning in all of this. Because I have come to learn that the Lord doesn’t waste an opportunity to make us more like Him. I know I am not one who has had an easy time of taking help from anyone. Hmmmm. Not much I can do about going “solo” about now. I need my friends. So I am, once again, learning that I can accept help and be blessed by the generousity of these kind friends and I am so thankful that they have gone the extra mile to make this not-so-much-fun time actually very sweet (all things considered).