Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Are you kidding me?

I have a new friend that I met 20 years ago.  I was reading the Baylor Line a few months ago and  saw that a girl from my graduating class had recently moved to Richmond.  I had a vague recollection of a tall girl with curly hair, so I emailed her and told her we were moving her way.  She had no idea who I was, but was nice enough to welcome me into her circle of friends when I arrived.  Today she invited me to attend a fancy Junior League-type market that was benefitting  kids with cancer.  Before she came to pick me up, I made sure that the pillows were on the couch; I picked up the shoes by the door; I put the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher; I even swept the back porch.  When she walked in, the first thing she asked was, "Can I use your bathroom?"  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  My choices were to let her go upstairs and see my messy bed, or let her use the kids bathroom.  I chose to let her think my kids were slobs instead of letting her think I was a slob.  Next time I want to impress someone I will not forget to wipe down the bathroom!

We enjoyed "just looking" at all of the jewelry, bags, clothes and fancy dog collars at the Ivy Market.  On the way out I stopped and asked about the organization that was benefitting from the fund raiser.  It's a group that works to "improve the lives of children battling cancer."  They told me about all of their activities and it sounded a lot like Ally's House.  Then I asked the volunteer, "Do you have any services for the families of the children who die?"  The woman stared back at me with a blank look on her face, "Uh, no.  I don't know of anything..."  I wanted to say, "Some of them do die you know."

4 comments:

godsgirlsx3 said...

Marlo,
I feel ya on this one. I have learned the hard way, to always keep my bathroom cleaned up. I don't always succeed though. It's sooooo shameful for me, when I don't.
Thanks for making me feel normal. = }
T.

polly's path said...

yes, the bathroom thing. I am so guilty of doing the same thing-it is much easier to justify your kid's messy bathroom than your own.
The group you are talking about-it sounds like there is a need and a ministry opportunity...

The Barrow's said...

I never want to put myself in the place of the Holy Spirit, because I have no clue what His plans are for you! I just wanted to mention that a connection come to my mind when I read your posts, between your feeling restless at home and the fact that there are no resources from this org. for the families who have lost children to cancer. Do you feel any calling in that area?

Shelley said...

I just can't imagine why you didn't remember that the tall girl with (formerly) curly hair also has a small bladder. LOL. If it makes you feel any better, you would've found our bed unmade too. Honestly, do you know what I noticed most about your home? -- the butterfly by your front steps and the sweet family portrait over your fireplace.

And, for what it's worth, when we were standing there talking with those ladies I thought to myself "Could the invitation I received to attend this Market really turn out to mean MUCH more than 'window' shopping?" Only God knows...