So how’s it all going to work out? What are their plans? How do we know they can meet us?
All of these questions were being asked by my partner Gail yesterday.
All I could say is ‘Honey, let’s trust the process. They said between 11-12 noon at Hula Grill; let's just be there,
and get the table.”
A few hours later, I was stuck in Black Friday traffic in the parking lot. Gail got out to go get the table on the sand. Kirk called me to say they had a table at the restaurant next door. WTF??? I asked him go look for Gail on the sand next door at Hula Grill.
Heading down the stairs 45 minutes later, I got a call – everyone was there, and what did I want to drink?!
It gave a new meaning to “Things go better with Coke” (Diet Coke, of course!)
Thanks for The Love (and directions) to allow the mysterious and unexpected (you called it GOD) to have space
in my plans & designs – a farce, even on my best days trying so hard to manage and arrange everything!
And for watching me with every breath I take.