SERIES OF EVENTS

(Life is precious and full of surprises)
 

In 2001, on our drive back to Colorado, I wondered if anyone would miss me if I suddenly disappeared. After the back-to-back events that happened to my family and me, I did consider going into hiding for a little while.
 
For those who are curious – our Series of Events in September 2001 goes something like this: 

• September 11, 2001, began like any other, with one difference—I had a doctor's appointment. Ray and I turned on the news and saw the devastation. I called my sister to check on her. I leave for my appointment, then head to work. Guess no one needed building signs that day because the phones didn't ring.
• I clocked out at 4:30, and the phone was ringing when I got home. I picked it up, and it was my sister, saying, "Larry died." I asked her to repeat it. "Larry died. He had a massive heart attack." I assured her I'd call our family. The next day, I went to work and told my boss. She gave me the week off. "Janetta, you need to be with your family."
• But we couldn't head to Kansas City yet. On September 15, our niece was getting married. During the terrible storm surrounding us, we had a respite. Yes, September 11 cast a shadow on the couple's big day, but the joyous occasion took our mind off of the tragedies, even if it was for a little while.
• Sunday morning, we headed to Linda's to help. Doing whatever she needed us to do. On our last day in KC, she and I ran an errand. On our way back home, a vehicle pulling out right in front of us. She couldn't stop on the rain-slick roads and crashed into the Jeep. Thankfully, we didn't get hurt. While waiting for the police, I thought the rest of the trip should just sail through without a hitch. 

NOT SO FAST… 

• Ray and I left KC to visit my parents on the way home. We're not in their house an hour, and Dad had a stroke. Mom rushed him to the hospital, which was five minutes away. By the time we arrived, Dad knew current events and where he was at that moment. He appeared back to normal. Thank You, Lord.
• They admitted Dad for observation. Later, the doctor visited and said, "Mr. Fudge, you're a very lucky man. Most people in their late eighties don't recover from strokes, especially as fast as you have. Pretty remarkable. Right now, get some rest." 

After making sure Dad was on the road to recovery, we headed home. During our ten-hour trip, my mind relived the last eleven days. I couldn't believe what had happened. And I did consider going into hiding, but then I realized in our series of events, we'd witnessed a miracle.
 
Yes, a miracle. And it was finding out how precious life really is. We're given each day to enjoy our loved one, and those God has put in our paths. My advice—love on them like there is no tomorrow because another day is never guaranteed. Truly, life is precious.
 
WRITING NEWS/AND THE DESK REVEAL (I hope you've read this far):
 
I've got a DESK (see below picture), and it's not in the motorhome. Yes, we've bought a place. Ray's been redoing cabinets (see below picture too) while I've been busy on my next book project. 
 
But back to our 'new-to-us' abode – it means we won't be full-time RVers anymore. Our plan is to travel in the summer to get out of the heat of Arizona. Never fear, my OTRA (on the road again) adventures will continue. Here are a few pictures of our home.
                        

AND MY DESK: 
                                                       
LET THE FUN (AND WRITING) BEGIN

Until next time…

Blessings!

Janetta Fudge Messmer - Author of Christian Comedy/Romance
“Turning Life Into Comedy”
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