Tracey Is Fine

I am not putting this under Freaky on Fridays because as I explained to Ruth several blogs ago when you are called because your child has been in a car accident it’s not a freak out but damned stressful.

Tracey was in a car accident Friday night and as it happens we weren’t called but by sheer luck, God looking out for Tracey or whatever you choose to call it we showed up at the scene of the accident. The chick didn’t have her cell phone.

 A couple of days ago Paul and I decided we were going to see the special extended version of the Lord of the Rings films that are showing at a theatre in Greensboro for the next three weeks. From our home it is about a 45 minute drive to get there.

Twice, let me repeat twice, I went to Fandango to purchase tickets on-line but kept thinking no I need to go to the theatre to get the tickets because I was uneasy about buying the tickets online. I had tickets reserved but kept clicking off before the final confirmation.

Paul and I made a night of it. We went to the theatre first and got the tickets for Tuesday night then talked to the ticket guy about Fandango and how it worked. To be honest I felt incredibly dumb for wanting to wait and talk to someone first. Old and dumb but maybe my unease wasn’t about Fandango so much as it was about a premonition of sorts.

Let me also point out that Paul is not fond of going to Greensboro or to the movies. The fact he was so enthusiastic about both was such an unusual response for him I kept wondering if I should check under the bed for a pod or something. Weird.

Next we went to Barnes and Noble and then dinner. The last thing we did was visit Ed Mckay’s Used Books. Ok, I’m a book nerd. By this time I’ve called Tracey several times with no response. The Natural Science Center where she works is in the general area where we were but as far as I knew she should have been home. 

We were supposed to get her something to eat on our way home so I checked with my mom to see if she was there but no such luck.  After I hung up I fussed over her whereabouts as we passed a police car sitting over in a parking lot to our left with its lights flashing. Paul says he thinks that’s Tracey. Huh?

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Resurrection

The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.  ~Robert Flat

Resurrection means rising from the dead or the revival of something old or unused. It can also mean recovery.

We are taught Christ died to save us from our sins. I am thankful for this sacrifice but there is more to it than that. His death and rising teaches that when you touch the bottom of life you can push-off and reach the surface again.  In the midst of such horror and despair there is positivity.

The little Chinese Water Dragon had its own resurrection this week so I think it appropriate to talk about it on today of all days. I don’t think God will mind.

When Tracey asked me if we could take the little dragon the key phrase she used was “Jane doesn’t have the money to feed her anymore.” Jane is not her real name but it’ll do. I knew there might be problems but I was totally unprepared for what came through my front door.

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A Bit of An Emergency

For Writers on Wednesdays is postponed due to an animal emergency. Tracey brought home an extremely ill Chinese Water Dragon. We are working on him or her. I can’t say the sex because there’s no way to tell. It’s so malnourished and dehydrated.

Poor thing. I can’t even describe its condition and the conditions it was living in.

I’m mad though. No living being should be treated this way. It’s animal cruelty plain and simple. The woman who had it did the first right thing for this poor creature by giving it up.

I don’t know if it will live or die but we will do our best for it.

Pray for it, please or send whatever blessings you will.

Peace.

Curio’s Past, Shhh.