So, because this Monday Meditations post is so late, I decided to re-title it. Hah. But, I do have excuses which I’m sure will keep me out of trouble for being so late to post it. =P
Last Friday, I flew out of California somewhere around 11:00 AM, I think? I cannot recall anymore. Ah well. It was my first time flying alone, which felt remarkably less exciting than it should have (maybe because I’ve flown so much in my life). I landed in Illinois where my girlfriend picked me up from the airport and took me to her house.
What was I doing in Illinois you ask, over some random weekend? Well, I was attending a wedding. Not mine, of course, but her sister’s wedding. In fact, from Friday to Sunday I experienced a lot of firsts. My first American wedding, my first big event without my parents, my first time helping to set up and take down a wedding, my first Nigerian food (the groom is from Nigeria), my first long train ride alone (that came before all the other “firsts.” I took the train to the airport), the list goes on.
Needless to say, it was a very exciting and exhausting weekend, and when I arrived home on Sunday at around 9:30 California time (11:30 Illinois time, which I had pretty much switched over to), I celebrated my mum’s birthday, because yes, the 12th is her birthday. That was certainly a fun night.
I pretty much spent the entirety of Monday recuperating before I went to school from 4:00 to 9:00, PM mind you. Thus I did not write this post on that day. Monday is probably the weakest point in my excuse, but hey, I’m not a robot. I do need my rest.
Unfortunately, what prevented me from writing yesterday was a lot less cheerful than what happened over the weekend. Yesterday, my girlfriend’s cat started throwing up. The poor thing threw up four or five times before being taken to the vet. There, they found that something was blocking its intestines, they suspected cloth or something else that it had eaten. It was going to need surgery.
Now, I kid you not when I said the situation was dire. Depending on the extent of the damage, because the intestine was starting to become constricted, the surgery cost was going to range from 1,600 to 3,000 dollars. Beyond that, at best the surgery had a 70% chance of success, and at its worst, it had a below 50% chance.
Needless to say, a lot of prayer happened yesterday and last night. Anna (my girlfriend for those of you who don’t already know) and I stayed up late into the night waiting for word about how the surgery was going. By God’s grace the surgery went well, and they did not have to go the complicated route. The cat is now back at home and she has survived, but she will need to recover.
So that was my exciting weekend which prevented me from writing. I suppose it’s not necessarily the best excuse you may have heard, but I certainly think it’s legitimate. And in excusing myself, I also did cover what happened in the previous week, which certainly fills out the journal portion of these posts. As for the
meditation wondering part?
Well, let’s say that I wonder what I should be wondering about. Fair? Okay.