Friday, January 8, 2010

Virgin Blog. Special Delivery

I am so excited to be writing the first entry on my blog. You see, my computer skills aren't what the younger generation would consider to be acceptable. To tell the truth I have no real desire to be computer savvy but something happened to me several years ago that I just wanted to share with all of you out there in cyber space,so here goes.
It was a wintry night in January in a small river town in southwestern Pennsylvania and I had a very important delivery to make. The roads were almost impassible due to the tundra like conditions. The temperature was hovering around -17 degrees and the wind was making the fallen snow swirl so fiercly that visibility was very limited.....dangerously so. Have you ever been to Siberia? I t was that bad,but this delivery had to be made. So I woke my husband to see if he would accompany me on this trek. He was nervous about the road conditions but when Itold him about the importance of this mission he eagerly went to warm the car. After getting bundled up and carefully, ever so carefully carrying this important package he escorted me to the car. The ice was terrible and if I fell it would put the package in jeopardy so we had to be very sure-footed(difficult to do on ice.) We finally made it to the car and as I sat in the front seat I hugged the package so tightly, as to shelter it from the blizzard that roared outside, and off we went into that frigid night. As we crawled along trying to peer out the windshield to see if we were still on the road I let out a scream that Stephen King would be proud of. A pain went through me that made every molecule in my body stand up and salute. It was intense to say the least. The situation was even more urgent and by now there was no turning back. I secretly feared that we wouldn't make our destination,at least in one piece, but I said nothing about my doubts as we crawled along ,even keeping the excruciating pain concealed as best I could. Husband was at this point between a rock and a hard place. We were half way to our destination so there was no turning back at this point. Did I mention that it was imperative that this package be delivered safely and on time.( thought so.) We continued on at a snails pace and ever so cautiously managed to stay on course. I remember looking at my husbands knuckles as they were tightly gripping the stearing-wheel and thought this man is my hero.....cool under pressure, and then I saw something in the distance ,something that would be very helpful to us, a snow plow. The lights from the plow lit our way (sorta like rudolph) and we followed in the tracks to make our travel much less frightful. As we neared the edge of town the pain that shot through my body was almost unbearable. I let go of the package and clung to the armrest.... as that was magically going to absorb this pain from !#*?. Realizing that we had almost arrived at our destination I gave thanks to God for safe travel(and the snow plow.) I prayed that we would have help getting the package through to the right person and sure enough there was a whole team waiting for us to help with that. You see, I know you're wondering what was so important that it had to be delivered in those extreme conditions. Why would we put our lives in peril? I failed to tell you that the precious package was marked "Fragile. Handle with Care" and we named him Adam!
Today is our packages' birthday and I wanted to send him a surprise(trust me,I know he'll be very shocked that I pulled this off) and tell him how much He has enhanced our lives and the joy that he's added to our family. We love you and are TREMENDOUSLY proud to call you son.
Everyone can stop reading now because mom's going to get mushy. This part is for Adams' eyes only......... did you all stop reading? Thanks! Son, I just wanted to tell you that I loved you before you were born,when you were just an idea, and then when that idea became a reality I was totally in love with this little being that God chose to be placed in my womb. I loved the months of morning sickness and weight-gain and all that goes along with being pregnant. I loved you even more the first time I felt you move from within and when you were delivered Ifelt the most complete joy..unexplainable.......all consuming. I didn't know how one little baby could be the cause of this complete love, but there you were, squirming and crying, all wrinkled up and in need of a shave and a hair-cut........ our gift from God. Happy Birthday and thank you for all the love(and chaos) you cause!!!!
Love and Prayers, Mom

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