My mom is feeling much better. Although I think her opinion of chicken cannelloni is forever tarnished. I was lucky enough to escape the wrath of what must have been a disgruntled Italian dish. I just don't think Italian cuisine was meant to be packaged, ready to "re-heat." My ancestors would be horrified. :) Sorry Grandma Spinetta!
Anyhow, thanks to any and all who prayed for her.
I've just returned from witnessing a terrible car accident. A poor 18-year-old was innocently turning left when his light was red when a van came barrelling through the intersection, totalling his car. It was awful. If it had happened 10 seconds later, I would have been involved. The whole time I was there, visions of my own accident were flashing through my head. I honestly believe I had sympathy pains for the kid...my back and neck starting hurting when I was just talking with him. Lord, bless him.
I stayed to give my story to the police, and when I'd finished talking to the officer taking my testimony, he said, "Well, thanks for sticking around." I replied, "Well, thanks for serving our valley." He was so startled by that comment that all he could do was laugh nervously and reply, "Well, sure." And he told me to have a great night.
I can't tell you how much joy I get from thanking members of the armed forces, police and fire departments. The first two have such thankless jobs. Let's be honest, who doesn't think a fireman is hot?...they're thanked enough, so I really try to focus in on the guys really laying it down for me. Not to belittle firemen in the least, but cops have it pretty bad.
So, I'm dedicating this post to the men in blue. Next time you are able to interact with one, just lean over and tell him you appreciate what he's doing. I assure you, he'll light up and it'll make the rest of his day.
Backing the badge :)
Emily
