I marvel at God's timing in everything. His plans and His timing are always better than mine, though I may not realize that initially. Greg and I will celebrate our 29th wedding anniversary on the 28th of this month. We usually take the week after Christmas off of work and plan a trip of some sort for our anniversary, sometimes a big trip, sometimes just a day trip. This year, we decided in October (before a cancer diagnosis was in existence) that we would use up our airline miles credit from our canceled Disney trip in March of 2020 (we all remember what was happening in the world at that time) and take a short trip in December. The credit was set to expire at the end of this year. Of course, it will make sense to everyone that we chose beautiful, sunny Aurora, Illinois (in December) as our exotic location to visit. I had been wanting to go to the Operation Christmas Child processing center there and work a shift processing shoeboxes that will be sent to other countries all around the world. Greg is a good sport about such things but his personality is a little more suited to dropping me off at the processing center for a shift and driving around Illinois playing Ingris, a GPS-based game that he loves and is way over my head. Since, we were working around the schedule of the OPCC processing center, the trip was scheduled a little earlier in the month than our anniversary. With the decision made, we booked two First Class tickets to Chicago (our credit was enough to be extravagant) where we would rent a car and drive the 45 minutes to Aurora December 5-7.
We had a great time! As I mentioned above, God's timing is perfect and He knew things we didn't know. I mentioned in a previous post that I had made a very quick decision to get my hair cut on a Monday evening. What I did not mention was that it was the night before we left on our trip. I was still dealing with a little regret from that decision, so it was nice for me to leave town right away and process that decision and work it out amongst strangers. As I boarded the plane and as we drove around Illinois and met various people, no one knew my hair had been 7 inches longer the day before, and no one cared, which was exactly what I needed. No one knew I was diagnosed with cancer and would be starting chemo in a week. The anonymity gave me a chance to relax and process things for myself.
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