Here are some pictures of my friend Kathy. It was a big day for her. She did her first hinge. That means you use hinges to attach a picture to your page, and then when you lift it up, you can put another picture behind it. We had a good time watching her stress over getting it all just right. I wish you could see the final layout in person. Those sunset pictures were incredible. The layout turned out very nice, picture perfect so to speak.
And now a Mr. Love story. Each time we have a crop at the church, he comes over towards the end of the crop time. He loads everything up in my car. Then he stays with me and helps me clean up. He even runs the vacuum! What a guy!
The other terribly cute thing that happened was that one of our ministers had his 4 year old daughter there for most of the day. She kept coming in and loved playing with one girl's scrapbook supplies and entertaining us with stories about her husband Louie. She met Louie at the jeans store, and Louie currently lives in North Carolina. He had to move there for his job, but he has a nice office.
As we were packing up, she came in and mentioned that I had a lot of cupcakes left over. I offered her one, which she took. Then I asked her if she wanted one for Louie. She thought a minute, and then looked me square in the eye and said, "You do know he's imaginary, don't you?" I about died laughing. What a kid.
I don't know how to tactfully change the subject, so I'll just jump right in.
Tomorrow is 9/11. This afternoon, I received this from a friend. It touched me, so I'll share it with you.
MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL
You say you will never forget where you were
when you heard the news On September 11, 2001.
Neither will I.
I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room
with a man who called his wife to say, "Good-Bye."
I held his fingers steady as he dialed.
I gave him the peace to say,
"Honey, I am not going to make it,
but it is OK..I am ready to go."
I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast
to their children. I held her up as she tried to
understand his words and as she realized
he wasn't coming home that night.
I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor
when a woman cried out to Me for help.
"I have been knocking on the door
of your heart for 50 years!" I said.
"Of course I will show you the way home -
only believe in Me now."
I was at the base of the building with the Priest
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven.
He heard my voice and answered.
I was on all four of those planes,
in every seat, with every prayer.
I was with the crew as they were overtaken.
I was in the very hearts of the believers there,
comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.
I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense Me?
I want you to know that I saw every face.
I knew every name - though not all know Me.
Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.
Some sought Me with their last breath.
Some couldn't hear Me calling to them
through the smoke and flames;
"Come to Me.. this way... take my hand."
Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.
I did not place You in the Tower that day.
You may not know why, but I do.
However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time,
would you have reached for Me?
Sept. 11, 2001 , was not the end of the journey for you.
But someday your journey will end.
And I will be there for you as well.
Seek Me now while I may be found.
Then, at any moment, you know you are
"ready to go."
I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.
God
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