Last weekend, a friend asked me if I had any travel sized shampoo.
“I’m
pretty sure I do,” I said. “Let me check.”
That
one simple question led to hours in the bathroom,
Cleaning
out bathroom cabinets,
Throwing
stuff away,
Preparing
stuff to be given to a ministry that works with persons experiencing
homelessness,
And
finding a shoebox that contained a treasure that I otherwise would not have
found before leaving for the Mediterranean on Tuesday:
A
message from G-mama.
I
don’t remember doing so,
But
sometime after I traveled either to Scandinavia in 2016 or the Rhine River in
2018,
I
put some traveling items in a plastic shoe box and put the box in my bathroom
cabinet.
I
guess I thought I’d use the items later.
Instead,
the box sat in the cabinet untouched for years.
When
I opened the box on Tuesday night,
A
note was sitting on top of all the miscellaneous stuff.
I
read:
“Dear
Deanna,
Bon
Voyage!
May
you be safe, well, and happy as you enjoy your trip with June Gail—I look
forward to seeing pictures and hearing about it. God bless you always,
Love
you, G-mama.”
Enclosed
was a crisp, new $100 bill.
I
stood stunned as I read the note, imagined G-mama writing it, and knew that
she’d have said the same thing if she were still alive now.
June
Gail (my aunt) and I are scheduled to embark our Viking cruise ship in Athens,
Greece, next Wednesday. There is much anxiety surrounding the trip with Covid, plane
issues, luggage issues, heat waves, droughts, and more. I was particularly
stressed about things on Tuesday night when I found G-mama’s note. But then I
read:
“May
you be safe, well, and happy as you enjoy your trip”
And
somehow, at least for that moment, the stress melted away.
Dear
God: Sometimes you move in mysterious ways. Thank you. And may we, indeed, be
safe, well, and happy. Amen.
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