Went forward today at Church. Too much hitting me too fast. I needed power and needed it yesterday.
. . . Cheri, Kelly, Amy, Andy, Karen, Robert, Paula, Rob. . .
And it was like there was something else. Something big. And then I opened Wes's e-mail.
If you are blessed in life, you have one of those "no matter what, no matter how long it's been since you spoke, no matter what you do" friends. They stand by you. These people are really odd. They love and accept me no matter what. I don't irritate them. They actually seemed pleased to see me. Just having one is an unreal blessing.
I have four. Robert Hutton, Sarah Morlock, Amy Lamore and Paula Tarte.
Paula lives in Arkansas. She and her husband Wes would play cards with Robert and I into the wee hours. She knows things about me that NO one knows. She listens. She laughs. And I adore her. I always have. And will.
She's getting sucker punched as we speak. Unfair and surprisingly violent, the hits just keep on coming to her.
Can she feel the love I have for her across the miles? Like I felt that something was up on July 6th?
Pray. Please.
The Fam!
All Us Huttons
2 comments:
Dear friend - it honors me to be one of "the four" mentioned; in fact, I was scared to scroll down for fear I WASN'T!
Made it to Erin's fine - now the long trip to Aunt Mary continues today.
Sorry about Paula. You are both in my prayers.
you will both be in my prayers! i love you
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