Monday I had a really bad day. One of those I miss the baby, too many things that reminded me of what was going to be. Then I got home after a birthday party with the kids and there was a letter telling me (the short of the long story), my birth mother isn't going to respond to my letter. This has been a 6 year process from registration to the now... that bummed me out.

The next day the sun shone brighter and I realized that I have friends who love me and pray for me. Sometimes I just need that reminder. Thank you Leslie and Lori!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You can't even imagine what perfect timing you had!!!!!

Yesterday I went grocery shopping. I took Sam with me and she chatted the WHOLE time. We had a blast... until the parking lot.

I had all the groceries in the car. Sam got in her seat to buckle up. It was our van, to the right an empty spot, then a red van parked and then the cart corral. While Sam buckled (passengers side of the van, back seat) I put the cart away. On the way back to the van I went to push the sliding door shut with my right hand. I didn't realize it, but at the same time Sam pulled the door from the inside. Yes all your bellies should be flipping... my thumb got caught in the door. I mean the door was completely shut and my thumb was in it. Because I was facing the van and it was my right thumb I couldn't reach the handle to open the door and Sam was desperately trying to open the door from the inside. A nice man came to get in the above named red van... looked over as I was moaning (loudly... surprisingly no swear words came forth). He threw his groceries in the air and ran to my rescue.

As I drove home I had to roll the window down... I really thought I was going to faint. Within half an hour besides the ground beef looking cut, there was very little pain. Oh me oh my!!!!!