|Honey & Her Grand-boys!|
Yesterday was one of those days where I had every minute planned out from the moment I woke up, to the moment my head hit the pillow. We were in DC for several things, one of which involved getting to meet our new nephew, Baby Harrison, who I mentioned on Friday.
The afternoon plan was to pack the car, and head to see Harrison to get the cousin/grandchildren/grandson shots in Harrison’s first first few days of life. Everything was going as planned.
When we got there, Laura and I even got to have a nursing party and nurse our babies together…one of those things I never thought about, but to be next to your older sister, nursing your baby boys, was pretty special.
We took the pictures, changed Little B’s diaper, said our goodbyes, and headed to the car. Our day was on schedule. We had timed it perfectly for Little B to nap the whole way home and we even arranged dinner with Catherine and her rockstar husband. (A great pizza place by our house has “yappy hour” on Monday where you get 50% off pizza and beer if you bring your dogs!) I was waiting for B to unlock the doors when I heard him say, “Where’s Neely?”
In an effort to not add any more drama or chaos to my sister on her first day home from the hospital, we left her outside in the backyard. She was patiently waited by the door for us to finish what our 4-year-old niece called “the picture show,” until she wasn’t…Neely pushed the front gate open and went out to explore Old Town Alexandria. So much for no drama!
We all bounded out of the house searching for our little dog. Stopping walkers, bikers, and drivers asking if they’d seen her. No sign of Neely. One woman suggested we call the animal shelter to put in a report. My mom and I were walking with our 2-year-old niece, Susanna, praying that we would find Neely, when I got a call from the animal shelter that they had found her!
They connected me with my new best friend Julie. Julie saw Neely alone in a park and noticed she had no owner. She took her in, gave her water, and reported her as missing. Within minutes of talking to Julie, we were quickly reunited with Neely on the streets of Old Town. Thank you, Lord!
All was well, once again! Though the dog drama had put a dent in our plans–after searching for Neely, we were now in the heart of DC rush hour, Little B’s perfectly timed road trip schedule had gone out the window, and “yappy hour” had to be postponed.
Thankfully, my sister and her husband who are the most gracious, kind, and welcoming people in the world, invited us to stay for dinner, so we could avoid the traffic and reset Little B’s schedule for the ride home.
No one imagined that instead of loading up our car and hitting the road, we’d be scouring the streets of Old Town looking for Neely. I guarantee that Laura had no idea that within a few short hours of coming home from the hospital both her husband and her mother would be out looking for her sister’s dog, leaving her to fend for herself.
Sometimes, even the most perfectly laid out plans, don’t end up working out–it just takes one little thing to thrown them off completely. When it comes to our lives, we may think we have the best plan and everything laid out perfectly to take us from point A to point B to point C…until it isn’t. Something unplanned and unexpected happens, completely changing our course.
And though our life plan may not be on the path we imagined, we have to trust and believe that God is in control and He knows what He’s doing.