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Just when you think...

That all is lost...you find that little bit of faith you thought you lost in humanity. Today I was given just a bit of my lost faith back. A woman that I met at the church I used to attend (yes...I used to go to church...wipe that shocked look off of your face...sheesh) saw me walking into work today so she had to yell at me to get my attention. I was focused don't ya know? She wanted to know what was going on and how I was doing. I told her about the MRI on Friday and where things stood with that. She asked if I had health insurance and was stunned to find out that I didn't and can't even get help through the state without quitting my job. She said she is keeping me in her prayers and then said she is going to get to work on a fundraiser for me. HUH? What did you say? I said FUNDRAISER! My pride was pushed aside and accepted her offer. How can I not? I'm facing medical bills that will meet or exceed $20,000. Hello. I don't make that much in 2 freaking years!!!

Fast forward to a couple of hours later. A client walks into the office to pay her bill. A client that I know is very well connected here in the valley. She knows a lot of people. I mean A LOT!!! She used to work for one of the television stations here in town. I mentioned what Dianne (the angel from church) said she is wanting to do for me and what does my client say? Let me know what the plan is and I will start making calls. Again...HUH? Seriously my friends...there are some amazingly wonderful people out there. They want to help. All that needs to be done is swallowing your pride and accept the help. That is exactly what I'm doing. Swallowing my pride and accepting.

On that same train of thought...I got a call today. A return call from a phone call I made...oh...6 months ago. SERIOUSLY??? Ok. They aren't so prompt at returning calls but I won't complain because it was about weatherization for my house. I have an appointment Monday and someone is going to come out to look at my house and see if it qualifies to be weatherized. Holy cow!!! That would mean new windows and new central air and heat. Wouldn't that just be fabulous? Well...for me it would be. My A/C went out twice this summer and on the hottest days of the year. Nothing like a house that is 90+ degrees inside. Like sleeping in a tin can. I'm happy. Maybe the windows will be repaired and all will be well other than getting new flooring and painting. When that is done...I will have a decent home. One I won't be embarassed or ashamed to have people come over to. That is a good thing.

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