Our talk

Yesterday we went to my parents house so I can visit with my mom's best friend. See my mom's best friend was diagnosed with cancer again. This time she has it in 4 different places. Seems that she is getting her affairs in order, just in case, or so she said yesterday. I've known this woman my entire life. I grew up down the road from her and she babysat us girls tons of times. I remember the night my gram died (my dad's mom) and my dad got the call that they were rushing her to the hospital and he went to her house and came back right after they took her in the ambulance to get us and my mom and drop us off at Boo's house. I remember getting out of the car that night and knowing that I would never see my gram again. I was 11 years old. That night Boo (her real name is Beulah but I couldn't say that when I was younger so she's always been Boo to me) and her husband Pete, "took us in". I remember in the morning waking to her talking to my mom on the phone and knowing the news wouldn't be good but she dutifully sent us home to hear the news from my mom.

I remember faintly the summers we spent at her house playing with the kids she babysat. I remember drinking her aweful sugar free tea and hating every minute of it (now I don't use sugar just 2 equals). I remember her mac and cheese and how I always preferred hers over my moms (okay she made homemade and my mom used the boxed stuff). I loved it. I couldn't wait to eat at her house because chances were she'd be making my favorite.

She was the one that drove us back and forth to church every Sunday morning, every Sunday night and every Wednesday night. She even drove us after she was in a car accident taking my sister to school, one time. She just drove even slower and waited longer at the stop signs. I remember her huge red car. I'm not sure what it was but it was red and was two doors and had a white roof. Needless to say that was the car that she wrecked.

She's always had a cat for as long as I can remember. The one that she had while I was young was snowball. That cat was pure white and fluffy just like a snowball. This was the first time that I can remember that I've been to her house and she didn't have a cat. Pete had to put it to take care of the cat because she was really sick.

She always has a special place in my heart. She was like another mom to me and for that I will be forever grateful. If it weren't for her, I don't know that we would have gotten to church every week and that I would have known Jesus as my personal savior.

Anyways, that leads me to our drive home last night (way to get off subject, huh?). Last night on the drive home my husband and I got to talk about our beliefs more. I know most people do that while they're dating not after 8 years of marriage. So we are odd. Okay, not really, it's called I stepped away from what I believed before we started dating, so faith wasn't an issue with us.

So we started talking about what we believe and what we don't believe and my husband started asking me all kinds of questions about different things that are in the Bible. Now I don't profess to know everything there is to know about the Bible and God but I try to help him as much as possible. It was a really productive conversation and made the 2 hour drive seem like it was only 10 minutes (okay maybe a bit longer than that).

We also discussed the guardianship of our boys if something should happen to us unexpectedly. I think we've pretty much have decided on my little sister and having his mom in charge of whatever money there is for them from our life insurance policies. Now I have to contact our agent to find out about how we go about making her responsible for the money if my sister would be their guardian and then we'll have to see about drawing up papers to state all of this and I suppose we should talk to my sister about it and also my mother in law.

We felt this was a very reasonable thing since then both sides of the family would be involved in the boys lives.