Before we left for AL, NC had been experiencing a nice burst of warm weather. Our bush was blooming out back (the blooms are now all dead and frozen looking, but they'll bounce back)...
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
A week ago today we were very tired, and when I called the hospital to see how Mom's night went, Dad said they would be coming home before the day was out. I know that hospitals can take a very long time and that lunch time would be the earliest she would be home, and early to late evening could also be a very real possibility. Dad didn't want us to drive back to B'ham and told us not to come. So we did something I've wanted to do for a long time but have never had the time to do when "go home". I visited what was "home" to me. And it was good, and it was heartbreaking.
Several houses have burned in the neighborhood or simply been neglected. It was so sad to see. So many good and happy memories from that little part of town.
But it was nice to have a few hours to drive around and show Bobby where I went to school and places that he's heard stories about but never seen. And I now understand how Mom's generation who lived there when the mill was open and the mines were running full force would shake their head during my youth and talk about how the town used to look. I fear in 20 years there may not be a town unless things change.
Monday, March 20, 2017
The ladies in our church do a Bible/book study from time to time. Usually we read 2-3 chapters, or half a book, before meeting to discuss it. This time we're actually doing a Bible study called Life Principles from Women of the Bible. I took the book with me this past week thinking I'd have time to do a little while I was in Alabama for Mom's heart procedure. Mom saw it on the table, and wanted to know all about it. The next morning when I came out to make breakfast, she was working through lesson one. She had also read the introduction of the authors, and made a comment of how strange it was that all three were men. At one point she flipped through the book and saw a quote I had written in the back from our teacher. Last night as I was working on a lesson, I felt a sheet of paper that I didn't remember being in there: