First day of school...the turning moment...

Today, as I am looking at all the photos of the kiddos going back to school, I remember the day Emilie left for kindergarten. It was the first time in 12 years that I had been home alone. I walked her to the bus stop and then my friend Liz and I went out to breakfast to celebrate my "freedom." When I came home from my fun hour of pampering, my husband was sitting on the front step. I asked him what he was doing home and he said "GE let everyone in my department go today. I'm officially unemployed." Well, I looked over at Liz and said 'so much for me being alone." That day, that fateful day that Mark Searle lost his job, as I see it now, was the turning point to our "plain old boring" life. He accepted a job at NYSEG in Ithaca right after that and we moved to Dryden. A few years later, he was in the wrong place at the wrong time in Ithaca and became paralyzed. Weird that one moment in time, a change in jobs or location or being in the wrong place can change the pathway of your life. Today I am realizing that nothing is permanent except God Himself. I told my sister today that I have never felt so alone...and she said "because you are counting on people to fill the void, when God is the only one that can do that." So...here I am, typing to people when I should be hanging out with God instead. So people reading this... Pray for me and my family. I'm off to go listen to some praise music and maybe make cranberry apple bread with all those zillions of apples that are still staring at me in my kitchen.