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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Day 2/304 Lesson 3: "You gotta speak up"

I had some copies to make this afternoon so after picking the Senator
up from work we hustled on over to staples' copy and print center.
While waiting on copy guy and browsing the store for justifiable buys
(b/c I'm an office supplies junkie) my cell rang. ID read "...Oma..."
I picked up and here goes:
O: hi, are you coming home before you go to classes (she really means
bible study)?
Me: yes
O: okay
Me: did you need something?
O: no, I was hoping you would b/c I need to talk to you
Me: okay
Immediately my heart sank to my stomach and I began to experience this
overwhelming sense of anxiety... Al types of this were running through
my head... I picked up the phone to call K my MIL. After harassing her
hshe finally said he had no idea what O could have wanted with me but
that if there was anything for me to worry about that she would call
me back after she spoke with her (they talk twice a day).
We go home, O was in the basement playing cards on the computer and
said she would be up to talk to the both of us. Anticipation drives me
crazy! Especially when I'm the one on the other end waiting. Finally
she came upstairs and sat down at the kitchen...
Apparently the housing program for first time home buyers is being
extended?!?!?!?! O asked us to stay until June. "I want you two to b
able to purchase your own" O says. " when I heard this I was thinking,
why not! They should extend their stay"... I was dumb founded. God
changed the entire world and most of all changed O's heart. Then O
says... " I just need to say this, if u hurt your feelings i
apologize. Next time you have to speak up, that's the only way it's
gonna work".
Fighting back a childish grin and the urge to flale around and hug her
tightly, I modestly shook my head yea and that... Was... That

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