I was kinda worried when Wednesday night I had the worst headache imaginable that caused me to have to turn OFF the music that I always listen to at night, and just completely lay still hoping it would go away. Thankfully when I woke up on Thursday morning, the migraine was gone, and the day began perfectly!
I woke up and got ready. My parents wanted to open presents that morning since we weren't sure there would be another time all day that we'd all be home and have time for it.
As excited as I was about all the presents that I received, I was really excited when I got my first pair of TOMS shoes, knowing that one child in Africa now had their first pair of shoes too! When I opened my Grandma's envelope and found out she had donated money to Cho-Yeh in my name, I got even more excited! I was helping send a kid to camp, the same camp that completely changed my life!! I was super stoked.
School was eh. Nothing too exciting, that is, until 7th period.
Quick story to preface the story I'm about to tell you. I remember growing up and sitting by the window with my Gramma when it would rain. If we weren't playing cards, we were sitting in their living room watching the rain (or snow if it was at Christmas) come down. I remember at one point it was just Gramma and I by the window, and she told me something to this effect "I love it when it rains, it reminds me that somebody in Heaven is watching me". Well, ever since she passed away in March, I have not seen it rain.
But, in 7th period the power went out and I ran outside to find it POURING! It was storming and raining so hard, and I was so excited! I hurriedly took off my shoes and rolled up the legs on my jeans and went running into the rain. I was laughing and crying all at once, so happy to see the rain. I knew it was my Gramma's little gift from Heaven, and what a birthday present it was. Nobody else understood it, but it was a super special moment for me.
After school, Kole's baseball game got cancelled and so we all went out to eat as a family. I loved the time that was spent just relaxing together, as rarely does that happen during the school week. That night I went out for ice-cream with Renee and Megan, and was loving the time catching up with them when all of a sudden my phone rings. I didn't recognize the area code, and didn't know who it was, which normally means I just let voicemail take the call. For some reason though, I answered the phone. And boy, am I sure glad I did.
This is what resulted...


It was my Godmother, Sandy. I haven't talked to her since I started Middle School 7 years ago. We lost touch and both of our lives got super busy. Hearing her voice, her telling me "I'm proud of you", talking about her life and mine, and what all I'm going to be doing this summer. We talked about camp, and at one point she said something like "I wanted you to come up and spend a week with me, but what you are going to be doing is so much more important. You will be changing lives of those kids who need it so much. I couldn't be more proud of you". I was already crying because I was so happy, but this pushed me over the edge. I was so genuinely happy. Hearing from her made my day so memorable, and I know that we will not lose contact EVER again!
What a birthday :)

No comments:
Post a Comment