Yours truly is still desperately attempting to sort through the red tape and roadblocks with AmeriCorps as well as my potential apartment lease. Latest AmeriCorps escapade: they misspelled my last name on my plane ticket (???) and are waiting to hear back from the travel agent to see if it can be fixed by Tuesday morning. On the same day I received the botched itinerary, the leasing officer put the wrong payment amount on my holding deposit receipt, so I have to ask them to fix that as well. Mom says, "Welcome to the real world" which I regard as a pessimistic view.
Emily is in the hospital in Israel with an ailment that is flummoxing diagnosis. The doctors thought it was a kidney infection but now think it is tied to respiratory trouble. I have always pictured the two as quite different sections of the anatomy, so the discrepancy is a bit unnerving. Evidently the hospital is up to par and she is receiving plenty of visitors. I wonder if she is still managing to be sleep-deprived in the hospital. If anyone could manage, 'twould be Emily. Lest I seem flippant about my sister's condition, I should add that I covet your prayers on this matter. I am also praying for my friend Velma Hutchins (from my church in SLO) who is essentially on life support. She has bacterial infections (CMV, infection in the lungs, and something in her blood). Her white blood count is going up. She is on full dialysis, and she has low body temperature. Please pray for this elderly woman who loves the Lord.
Mom and I were privileged to attend Chris and Deanna's wedding in Los Cabos, Mexico this past weekend. The ceremony was beautiful and meaningful and we were more than happy to be there in full support of their union. It was also a pleasure to spend time with the Gartner family over the weekend. With all of the weddings I annually attend, I think I have made the majority of decisions for my own, aided by my decisive nature. (That was thrown in there for all my indecisive friends.) As for Los Cabos, I have concluded that it has nothing on San Diego except for an determined collection of resorts, though I always enjoy visiting new places.
Work at the California Literary Arts Society is wrapping up, and soon I'll be packing for my move to Orange County. Donovan and I had our eight-month anniversary for those of you keeping track (which is all the J's). Beth is in Arizona visiting her best friend and Mom is picking them up to bring them home after a quick visit with her lifetime friends in Phoenix. Shrimp is still living an enviable life. Oh, and Jeremy and I take turns beating each other at Boggle. I told you my brother is smart. I'll finally have room for my board game collection in my new apartment. You have to appreciate the little things, like rediscovering "Never My Love" by the Association. I was proud of Nick for knowing it. The end.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Jeremiah 29:11
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