Butch was 12 years older than me –
Monday, July 27, 2020
Monday, July 20, 2020
Life was probably more hectic and painful than it had ever been. Most of our days were spent back and forth from the hospital. My dad was in end-stage heart and kidney failure. Watching him struggle and knowing he was nearing the end of his days; we were determined he would never be alone.
We took turns spending the nights with him and worried about our little momma; who would rarely leave his bedside.
I breathed a sigh of relief as I settled into my recliner on this particular evening; I needed to unwind before I could go to bed. I had caught a glance at several texts from the kids and needed to read them more thoroughly.
We had five grandchildren and loved all the little pictures and videos their parents sent throughout the day. I giggled as I watched a video from Amanda. Their youngest daughter Sydney was strumming a pink guitar and singing her little heart out.
I showed my husband, Jeff, and we watched it several times. Although we couldn’t make out the words, it was no doubt the most adorable thing we’d ever seen! I responded with a short text back to Amanda, “How precious! What is she singing?”
I began thinking about Amanda being home alone with the girls. Cortt was evangelizing out of state and their oldest daughter, Cortney, had her tonsils removed recently. I’d been so busy with dad, I felt bad for not checking on her more often. I was thinking I should probably make a plan to go and make sure they were doing okay; or maybe take them to lunch.
I was lost in thought when I got a text from Amanda; it simply read, “Help me”.
I jumped up out of the chair in panic! This is what transpired in the text couple of minutes:
Me - (almost screaming): Jeff, we need to go - get up! Amanda just text me and somethings wrong!
Jeff: What is it? What did she say?
Me - (putting on my shoes): I don’t know! She just text “Help me”; Come on! Let’s go!
Jeff - (still sitting there with no visible plan to move): Just call her,
Wanda, and ask her what’s wrong! There’s no sense in driving all the way out there until you know what’s going on!
Me - (quickly calling Amanda): I’m almost afraid to call - if she could talk on the phone - she wouldn’t have text - she would have called! Something bad is happening! The phone is ringing…
Amanda - (sleepily): Hello.
Me - (excitedly): What’s wrong?!
Amanda - (puzzled): What? What do you mean?
Me - (incredulously): You just text and said, “Help me” - what’s going on?
Amanda - (amused): You just text ME and asked what song Sydney was singing. She was singing, “Help Me”.
Me - (embarrassedly laughing): Oh wow! That was like thirty minutes ago. I forgot I had even text you. You need to answer my text in full sentences! You scared me to death!
I hung up after a few minutes of chatting and checked my phone… it had literally been less than a minute between the two texts.
The “Help Me” text gave us all a good laugh; right when we needed something to lighten the moment. We laughed every time we shared it with someone visiting dad. It was a totally hilarious moment.
Dad didn’t get well. He passed away a couple of months after that; but for a few moments - we laughed.
Life isn’t always fun; but there will definitely be funny moments we can share.
Life isn’t always perfect; but there will be always be perfect moments we can cherish.
Romans 15:13 Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.