Things are looking up!!

I spent a lot of yesterday feeling sorry for myself and praying that God would take this burden of our financial situation and make it right again. During Sunday School I had yet another prayer request for Jesse and I explaining that we wouldn't be able to make our convention because of the cost of fixing the car. And to give me peace and acceptance that maybe next year we will make it.

I think it hurt so much because when dad just blew me off when I tried to explain how much this means to me. But he was still focused on my asking for money to help fix the car that he couldn't hear anything else. I know I shocked him when I said "it's yes or no". Stopping him dead in his tracks of reigning down his reign of wisdom on how incredibly stupid and irresponsible I am.

Little does he know that I have done so many wonderful things that I can never share with him b/c he can only see as far as his own financial future. I sure hope he has a plan for his future. Would it be nice to inherit his worldly goods and money, sure. But do I honestly want to go thru the headache it would take to obtain any of it. Not a chance. Unless it says it goes to me, I am not sure how I will handle the rest. I know the vultures will be out in full force should he go soon. But as mean as his spirit is, he'll outlast everyone. It's too bad to that he can't develop a healthy relationship with me. But who am I?

After Sunday School Angie was asking me about the costs and how much I need for the convention. And to not give up hope just yet. Oh the blessing it will be if the church will help us to get there. It's funny in situations how you find out who your true friends and family are. And family does not have to be blood related either. I love my church family. I am just so bashful and standing is such an issue for me that I am not sure what to do.

I really hope out PT begins this week. We both need it terribly.

Jesse is such a joy now that he is riding his bike. The freedom he has. The exercise he is getting. And his independence is astounding.

Riding our bikes to church this morning was incredible. It was a bit chilly, but we were warm by the time we got there. Only had a few sprinkles after we got there. We did have a couple offers to bring us home, but I declined saying we enjoyed our ride and since the sun was shining, we'd be fine. I could feel it on the last few blocks. But I'll not trade the memory. Maybe I can get him to go to church like that more often. As well as other errands. Saves gas at +$4/gal we have to do something.