I have been very humbled by several people in the last few days. First I will start with my 5-year-old Treasured Pearl, Ethan (my grandson). He is so willing to help me with whatever I need. I needed to put up new curtains because my dogs have ruined my very nice shades in my front window. He said “now you can take the curtains down and we can wash them when they get dirty”. He ran around telling the other Pearls with great excitement,”I’m going to help Mamie put up new curtains”. We didn’t get to put them up because I couldn’t find the extra long rod that goes across the 12 foot across window. That’s what I love about old houses is the big windows in the front room. It is what my dogs love too! lol I wouldn’t agree that my Mail deliver loves it though. lol My dogs sound like a pack of wolves when they come to deliver the mail. Poor guys have to come to the front door where my mailbox is.
Here is the next way I was humbled. On Saturday night I went to sing at the Down Home Cafe and Grill in Watson, LA. I talked to my sweet friend, Pam Jeansonne about a fundraiser I am planning for this summer. Without any hesitation she let me know that she and her husband Eddie would help any way they can. They own a karaoke business which we can really utilize for the fundraiser and they were the first ones I needed to talk to before I could get started with planning the fundraiser to raise Awareness to this CCM disease.
Next was my Treasured Pearl, Grace, who is 7. She spent the last few days with me since they are out of school this week. I have white tile in my bathroom. I don’t understand why anyone would put white tile anywhere other than a hospital, (no offense to anyone who loves white tile in their home). I have been physically on my hands and knees, scrubbing the floor, so I could put a heavy wax down that should make it easier to clean. I tire quickly so this chore has been a process. So, Grace said she would help me. Without me saying a word, she got up one morning and started scrubbing the next section of the floor. I praised her and admired her hard work. She did as good with her section as I had done with mine!
The next morning, three of my dogs got into a fight. I was sure that the Walker Hound was going to kill the two small dogs. I know you should never get in the middle of dogs fighting, but I did! I bet you can guess what happened next. The hound bit me on my right thumb. I have rarely felt that kind of pain in my life. I now understand why some people are afraid of dogs. Afterwards, my sweet Grace got my first aid kit out and took care of everything.
I am so blessed and humbled by my sweet Treasured Pearls and friends who are willing to help me with whatever I need.
I hope you appreciate those people in your life, who are there for you, with the little things, as well as the greater things.