It was a life-line. It was what I needed. The phone call, “I have a question for you.”
A question? What kind of question? Who starts a conversation that way? What does she need ME to DO?
“Do you want to come over tonight for dinner?”
What? Dinner? Hallelujah, YES!!!
It had been one of “those” weeks. Day-light savings just ended (mommy nightmare), three cars in and out of the shop, an electrical issue in the kitchen, every BIG bill that could be due was due, rain, rain, rain, stuck inside…
This mama was in a physical and emotional slump and she needed something, anything. Dinner with a friend, that I didn’t have to cook. Someone else’s house. Someone else’s messes…SCORE!!!