Things happen, don't they...

This week could not have been drawn up better in a Hollywood drama. I woke up Sunday and quickly became best friends with my bathroom while not being able to walk two inches without losing balance and finding sea legs. That relationship and that condition lasted until Tuesday morning when I began to be able to eat a little, My mom had been caring for me because I felt as though I was strapped to the bed. On Tuesday mom fell breaking her pelvic bone. But the bright spot was that I was home. On Tuesday while I was by no means 100%, I could still call the ambulance, have them transport her to the ER and then drive her home when done. I was home. Had I not been home she would not have been able to get off the floor.Amazing how things work out. Amazing how God knows timing better than we do!