Sunday, February 08, 2009
Last night I went to a basketball game and after the game I discovered that I no longer had my keys. Fortunately, my husband had his keys. I thought there was a chance that I forgot to bring them with me, so we drove home. When I got home, though, I realized that I did not have them. Needless to say, I was freaking out... in addition to my keys, I had a flash drive with work stuff on it. Today when I went to visit my dad, I was going to get my spare key from him because we did not have another. Strangely enough, my dad lost his keys this week as well - which included the only spare key to my house!
Happily, I called the arena and they did have my keys. I thanked the universe that a kind soul turned them in.
Monday, February 02, 2009
This story is from my friend Jill:
Ok- You may not believe this little story... and I am ok with that cause I am having trouble believing it myself. Today Zach had a friend over from his basketball team to play and over the course of the afternoon it came up that his dad had served in Iraq. The boy then shared that his dad had lost a friend in Iraq- who had died a year ago today. We shared that we too had lost a friend a year ago today in Iraq and said that his name was Michael Norman. The kids said that his dad's friend name was also Michael Norman. He called his dad and indeed we both knew the same person. This boy's father was serving with Cpt. Norman at the time of his death. What are the chances that two people who knew Cpt. Norman would live in Mill Valley in Marysville, Ohio. Aaron wears a bracelet with Cpt. Norman's name on it to remind him of a leader who impacted those around him in such a positive way- this boy's dad also wears a bracelet with Cpt. Norman's name on it- because he felt so impacted by him also.
What a testimony Michael left to those who served with him. I don't think I ever have to worry about him being forgotten.
Captain Norman is the soldier on the right in this picture.