A couple more good Omens to add to the Pot

You know when things happen in life that you just know were not a coincidence? I’m not talking about “everything happens for a reason” everyday type things, but those things that happen that make you stop in your tracks and realize the moment for what it is - like you can't believe what is coming together, as if that moment was created just for you!

Throughout this daunting experience with Andy, there have been numerous propitious (good word choice eh Indy?) happenings that just give me the chills and fill me up with so much emotion, because I KNOW they are signs that everything is gonna be alright. I’m here in this blog to share a couple of them, cause I think they make a good story. . .plus this blog is a journal, and i don't want to forget these moments and how much they impacted me.

The most recent one occurred after I wrote my “Thank you to my In-Laws” blog, where I went on and on about my nail polish experience and my color choice. BELIEVE! Ahhh, as if I wasn’t already inspired enough by THAT moment. A couple hours after I sent that blog, I got a package in the mail from two of my very dearest friends-India Rows and Casey Blomquist, whom I hadn’t even talked to about my polish experience and who had bought me this gift a week or so before when they were together in Georgia. The gift is displayed in the photo included in this blog, a sparkly ornament that just gleamed “BELIEVE” at me when I opened the box. I immediately burst into good feeling tears (and had already had some wine in me which intensified the emotions, but still. . .) It is officially my favorite word. It is currently being applied in my life in so many ways.

Another definitely worth mentioning occurred a week ago at the Widespread Panic show. Before I left for the show as I was getting ready, I was a bit emotional and was wondering how the music and the words would effect me. For some reason, I was thinking about “Ain’t Life Grand” (as generic a song it is, there are still some lines that make me feel in that song). I was thinking about these simple lines in that simple song and how they would break me a bit if I heard them without Andy next to me like he usually is:

“My wife's got the blues
Now I've got them
Gonna bring her a kiss . . ”

And then I went to the show that Friday night. Come second set, I was saying to myself that I thought it was an "Ain't Life Grand" kind-of show (those of you who know what i mean, you know what i mean). I shared that thought and my intuition with my good friend Justin beside me, and told him about my emotional ties to those lines and that I might loose it if JB sang them to me. Sure enough, just a song or two later, they played it. Justin was all supportive and huggin' me as we anticipated the upcoming lyrics together, but when it came down to the time for them, I kid you not. . ..JB SKIPPED THOSE SPECIFIC LINES. (I know JB gets tipsy and forgets/skips lines, but three of them and those in particular??? Too weird) They just jammed out the instrumental part where the lyrics were supposed to go, so i just danced my booty off and didn't wonder why. They picked back up again at “MAKE THOSE BLUES RUN!!!!!". It was nuts. And it felt good!

Call me cheesy, but these types of moments are the fuel in my life.