But... The story continued. We walked into the house, pretty dejected, and J immediately pulled out her iPod and tried to get service. She looked at me in shock. She had Internet service! I grabbed my iPad, ready to start reading email & Facebook for the first time all day...but it was not to be. Mine said, "Server not connected" or some such bad news. Okay, what to do? The thought - the comforting, peaceful thought - whispered, "Turn your iPad all the way off & wait a few minutes." J nodded her head, knowing this was a great suggestion. I pushed the off button, waited, pushed the button again for power...and HOORAY! Internet! Everything working perfectly! Thank you, God.
Now out to the mailbox. As we approached the box, we could see the larger one was slightly open & there was the package with J's new jeans! The key was still in our box, but the mailman had come & opened the bigger box for us. It was a blessing, but more than that, a miracle...because I don't pick up my mail every day (gasp!) and sometimes many, many days go by before I walk those few feet to the box. Luckily, miraculously, it had probably only been open a half hour at the most & was still there waiting for us. New jeans that fit awesome on my tall, skinny girl! Thank you, God!
We went back in the house and the phone rang. It was Rebecca with Dr. Grossmann's office. She had heard from the Infusion Center that the proper way to do my iron cycle was to do the five infusions once a week. She gave me my new schedule and it was every Monday (I'm here right now for the first one) at 3:30, except for one, which is at 3:00. On the 3:30 days, I can pick J up and drop her off at home and still make it on time for my appointment (was even a little early today). On the one at 3:00, she'll come with me & do homework or watch YouTube or something. It will work out perfectly! When I told my girl the news, she said, "Looks like all your bad news suddenly changed to GOOD!" It is just more evidence that God watches over me & my family and has a hand in every little thing. He may not take away ALL the worry & sadness & pain & disease and real life experiences & consequences, but it's those little things that bring hope back to my life and teach me how very much He loves me. Thank you, Heavenly Father, for all You do!