If the eyes had not tears, the soul would have no rainbow. - Native American Proverb
It was a very good day that started out with a brief visit from Dr. H. The morning was busy and flew by - filling out finger print cards and faxing them to where they belong, entering commitments into the system, backlogging people to other units for court. There were a few interruptions along the way - an invitation for an excellent cup of coffee from Mrs. G, a few emails - Special Ops checking by, looking for incoming writs and a visit from an officer who makes the most awesome tea I have ever tasted, saying - "I'll have some more of your favorite tea on Friday, Ms. B. You're more than welcome to have some!" He mixes pineapple juice, instant lipton tea and sugar together. It is out of this WORLD! I'll have to diet from now to Friday so I can afford to drink a glass.
And then the afternoon flew by. I got locked in the records room (I have discovered that you cannot unlock it from the inside) and was set free when Weber happened to stop by to drop off some field jackets. That was the funniest thing. When he opened the door and I said - I am SO glad you did that - his eyes flew open wide with surprise because he didn't know anyone was in there - I started laughing and couldn't stop. I needed that.
I work with the best group of people and am happy to be where I am. The work is good. The people are great. You can't ask for more than that, and I am a grateful woman.
A card from the North Carolina Eye Bank was in the mail today. I had talked to them after Steve passed about his medical history - he was a donor. They had collected his corneas and wanted to say thank you. I hope that somewhere out there, someone can see better because of my brother.
If I haven't made it around to your journals yet, forgive me. I'll get there...
8 comments:
So glad that going back is working out for you. A good place to work and be happy doing it is worth it's weight in gold. Glad you like that joke thing I sent you I laughed when I read it, my childhood girlfriend sent it to me I have not seen her in over 40 years...we reconnected through Classmates it was crazy. When I go up north in the summer we will see each other. But the humor between her and I it's like 40 years evaporated instantly...isn't that something? take care, love, Sandi
Funny you were locked inside or was it? I applied for a PBX job on base once and when you worked night they locked you in. I think for safety. I didn't get the job and I was glad. lol Paula
I'm so GLAD you had a good day.
I'll have to try making tea like that -- it sounds really good.
Perhaps you should always have a cell phone on you when you go into the records room? (And why in the world would they have it where it can't be unlocked from the inside??)
Somewhere, I'm sure, is someone who is giving prayers of thanks for the gift of sight -- thanks to your brother!
Lori
((((*Spice*))))))
Those prayers and good thoughts are working!* :)
A card from the North Carolina Eye Bank was in the mail today. I had talked to them after Steve passed about his medical history - he was a donor. They had collected his corneas and wanted to say thank you. I hope that somewhere out there, someone can see better because of my brother.
Blessings Be!*
Hugs n' Stuff,
Tina*
It does sound like you had a good day, except for being locked in, which would really freak me out-claustrophobia! I'll had to try that tea, I like pineapple juice. How nice that they sent you a Thank You for Steve's cornea donation.
Smiles, Leigh
So glad the job is going great. Be careful about the records room, I'd hate to read a story about you spending the night or a whole weekend in there!!
Hugs, Martha
Dear Mara
what a beautiful entry!
You have a great way with words
hugggggggggggggggggggggs
natalie
From beginning to end a very enlightening entry dear friend. I love the Native American quote and have it saved somewhere in my own archives. I think it's awesome that your brother's eyes were donated. In some simple way he continues to go on and touch lives. (Hugs) Indigo
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