Bullets and Blossoms

I don't know how many of you have stopped by or have called my parent's house lately, but it is CRAZY there!  Dad's bullet business is BOOMING (no pun intended - well, maybe a little...)!  The phone does not stop ringing with orders!  If  you call, probably both dad and my mom will pick up.  (It reminds me of my house, each kid answering each phone!)    I talked to my sister, Jeannie this morning.  She said while she was there, writing in mom's special notebook (where they are putting all important medical info) she even answered the phone and took 2 gun orders.  She kindly told the man that no, she didn't know the differenct between a 9mm and a 223 brass, but things have been very busy and she would certainly give my father the message.  

Mom loves flowers and bouquets.  Her friends and family have been showering her with their love in the form of flowers.  That is awesome and it makes her so happy.  When you walk in though, there are flowers on each table and stand.  However it doesn't have that funny funeral home smell yet, you know which one I am talking about, the funny smell of carnations, eucalyptus and cheap perfume.  (Note to self, when bringing her a boquet, stay clear of certain strong scents). 

We are being blessed with bullets and blossoms - showers of "hope and a future" from God in different forms.  {Jer. 29:11}

If you are interested in what my dad's business is about, you can see his website posted below.  I am not too good at explaining it:

http://frangiblebullets.com/

Today is the day of the offical news.  I am ready for it.  Her appointment is 2:40.  When researching a bit on my own, I read that this type of cancer once found is usually in the last stages.  We found out that there are only 74 cases known.  My husband, Dennis, also read that all the cases found after 2005 are still living now!  Phew.   What we don't know is if has spread to other parts.  That is my fear.  I do have a peace.  Either way, it is going to be good and THAT we are promised of.  I will continue to put my fear into the arms of my Jesus, the Prince of Peace, my Abba Father, Emmanuel.  I know HE will be faithful to continue the good work He has started in her and in me - and THERE I find my rest. 

Tonight is my daughter, Alaina's Snowball Dance with her boyfriend, Brett.  They both go to Lenape Vo-Tech.  She did ask me to help her get ready and to do her hair.  So, I probably won't post any new until much later tonight.  We will wait and pray. 

P.S.  I did figure out how to change the color and fonts on the blog page.  There were several thing that they automatically did in "orange" and that is not only "NOT" one of my mom's colors, she just can't even stand the sight of orange.  So, even though she hasn't seen this blog, it had to be changed.  Blue.  :-)