Getting away

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Mom and Dad had to leave way too early and we had very little time away from the fungus mess so Tim and I decided with at least two weeks of my being sewn to myself we should get away for a minute. That is just what it felt like, a minute.

We took a day just before surgery and went to Waco. Still bandaged and holding my hand above my heart (very used to that now), we started at Cracker Barrel, then went to my favorite clothing store (Dress Barn - awesome!), the Zoo, and dinner at Rudy's.

The drive felt weight lifting, at Dress Barn we bought a shawl/wrap type thing that would make me feel presentable when sewn together, and the Zoo was like totaly leaving the real world behind for a moment.

There were things we couldn't do without the use of my hand of course so we promised ourselves we would go back again and eat with the Giraffes and slide through the Otter playground. It was an oasis of a day that I don't think we will ever be able to recreate. It was as if God stuck his hand out between me and Satan and said "Stop" and all the world stopped so that I could get off for just a moment and take one long breath of peace. A breath that calmed the storm so fully had I been granted another I would not have been able to bear the weight of the world ever again.

The Lord is my shepahard
I shall not want
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside the still waters

He restores my soul
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
for his names sake.

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
For You are with me
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me

You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil
My cup runs over

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life.
and I will dwell in the house of the lord forever.

Psalm 23

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