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12:00p

It took all day to get the move done.  We didn’t pull out of the river park until 1:00.  We showed up at the designated parking lot here at OHSU just after 4:00p.  We had a permit for space #5.  So did the motorhome parked in space #5.  In fact, the one parked in #4 also had a permit for #5 hanging in his window.  Being Saturday, no one answered the phone when we called to find out where the space #5 that we had a permit for was actually located.  There was, however, no one in space #3.  We backed ourselves in and set up shop.  If someone shows up with a permit for space #3, we will say “No Habla Ingles!”  It’s first come first serve around here I guess. We couldn’t catch the Wi-Fi from the University or the city of Portland.  I wasn’t able to post and that made me crazy!

Dan never stopped from morning packing and moving, to midnight when he brought my mother in from the airport.  He is gone now doing the laundry.  Like the Energizer Bunny, he keeps going and going and going . . .

I am waiting for Kelli to bring . . .

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1:30p
As I was writing that last line, they all showed up!  Kelli and Tim brought Anita, Pam, and Danny here to me!  What a storm of love and hugs!  Danny’s suitcase was lost in transit and Pam’s bags never even made it on the plane!  She was late to the airport and they told her that she could board the plane but she would have to leave her bags behind.  Any way there were now eleven of us in the motorhome. H\Hugging and kissing, crying and laughing.

My mother brought a handkerchief from Florida that my cousin Joe and his wife, Shirley sent. Back in the Sunshine State, together with my mother and step-father, Aunt Ethel and her husband Dick, Joe and Shirley prayed over the piece of cloth for my healing.  (Acts 19:12) Here in my twenty year old motorhome, my gathered family each took an inch in their hands and my nephew, Danny, said another prayer of healing to add to the cloth. “Amen!  Now gimme it!”  As it so happens, Danny had brought a cloth from his church as well! I will hold to them both tightly!

Then Anita and Pam brought out packages from home!  I sat down next to my daughter’s boyfriend, Tim and opened card after card.  Handmade ones from all the children.  Beautiful and funny ones from all the adults.  Each time I opened one and cried and I would say to Tim, “This is from . . . And this is from . . .”
“They are all related to you?”
“Yep!  Every last one of them.”
“And they are all in Florida?”
“Yep!  Every last one of them!  Are you still coming?”
“Yep.  I want to.”

I wasn’t sure he was sure . . . But I was so happy he said it anyway!”

Pam brought me the entire first season of HOUSE!   Hahhahaha

They left just a bit ago to check in to the hotel.  They are staying at the same place I stayed for my radiation.  Right across the street from the Angels that touched my heart and fried my butt.  Lol  It’s quiet.  The eye of the storm.  In an hour or so, all my family will combine with Dan’s family for a Autumn Family Cookout.  We are anxious to see Dan’s mother over there.  She came in yesterday afternoon, but we were all too tired to get together.  There will be quite a crew: Dan’s nephew Eric and his wife, Susie, their daughter Jada, Denny and Leenie and their kids, Forest, Keenan, and Callen, my crazy family.

Mi Vida Loca.

I don’t know how I ever deserved this much love.  There will be twenty people there today and it isn’t even my birthday.  I have to tell you, that when I waved my sisters and nephew off and thanked Tim and Kelli for being their guide (again) to the hotel, I had to take a walk.  I sat down on the edge of the parking lot and looked out down a wild hill so full of colors that a rainbow wouldn’t hold them all.  I thanked the Lord for my family.  And I cried.  Happy tears.

Beautiful, happy, Thank You Lord, tears.

Tomorrow’s the day!  Buttockectomy! Let’s Get’er Done!