Momma Jacquie Makes Miraculous Recovery

Carole writes Howie on 3/23/03  

 

Dear Howie,  I couldn't be happier!  Watching you in the pool this morning, I imagined myself as each raindrop on your face.  I wanted to be warm and soothing as I dripped into your hair and ran rivulets down your cheeks.  I imagined being the water that you were immersed in and feeling your body moving through me.  I swirled in ecstasy around your nakedness wishing I were warmer for you so that the moment would last longer and be as pleasant for you as it was for me.  This morning in church I could feel your embrace.

 

Today my grandmother felt good enough to come to worship.  My mother said her doctor had been telling her that her preliminary tests were not good and that he had to send them out to see just how dire the situation was, but that he was suggesting she go ahead and move in with my Aunt and begin to accept that life was not going to be the same for her any more.  He was scaring everyone with his anticipation of the worst and that was further aggravated by the fact that he has been her doctor for a very long time and seemed to know the score. Since the episode in the hospital, when she took such a dramatic turn for the better, Momma Jacquie kept insisting that she was going to be "just fine".

 

Yesterday her doctor called her with the lab results and said he couldn't explain it, but that he just had to call and tell her she was right and that they can't find a single thing wrong with her.  My mother said that is something that he never should have told her because she is really riding high on being right.   She was weak but looked good.

 

My mother and I had a chance to visit a little and she said that she knew she liked you from the first time she met you, but that after working with you, she was even a greater fan of yours.  She said you are not like anyone I have ever brought into their life.  She described you as being "elegantly conservative".  She suggested that I try not to be too weird and scare you off.  She reiterated that

sentiment about the family in general in this email from her:

 

"Howie does have an easy-going personality and is very knowledgeable.  You can tell he is thinking things through before he speaks - that's good.  I hope it is not too stressful for him in getting to know our family.  I have the updated report in your box.  I am sending new discs to Andrea.  I can tell from the report we have duplicated some of her "journal" entries.  The mortgage payments and interest still are not showing on the report because they are under "Other Assets" and that does not show as "Income".  I will ask her how to show that when we are printing out the report for a grant request.  Love, Mom"

 

She said that after you left the other night, she told my father that I was serious about you and that he sat back and smiled.  Having never witnessed his opinion of any man in my life, I didn't know what that meant.  I waited for her to explain and she said, "That is a very positive response.  Every other time that I said, "Your daughter is getting involved with so-and-so" he would burst out into a tirade of every reason in the world that he didn't like the man and why that was a stupid thing for me to do.  This time he just relaxed and smiled."  Well, aren't you something special?

 

The lesson today was about Genesis 2:18 the verse about woman being created for man.  Brother Qualls illustrated that further with Gen. 24 which is the story of Abraham having his servant select a bride (Rebekkah) for Isaac from among his kindred back home.  The servant prayed that God would show him the right woman by this sign:  That when he asked the women at the well for a drink that

the right one would not only give him a drink but water his camels as well, which, of course, Rebekkah did.  (Does watering the cats count?)  The point was that a mate should be someone sent from God, someone who is loving and giving, one who is committed and one who