Encouragement

For starters, this blog post is due in large part to my Grandfather requesting a new blog entry.  (How cool is that!?)  "Hi, Papa!  Thanks for reading my blog."

A couple days ago, I got a package.  I didn't open it until this morning because I thought it was the Christmas present I ordered for my step sisters.  I suppose I should have been clued in to the fact that it was about 12 times as large as it should have been and didn't have the right return address on it, but I wasn't.  This morning I decided to open it and do some wrapping.  

When I first opened it I saw packing peanuts.  Um.  Those would not be necessary for the gift I bought.  The next thing I saw was an envelope with the name of my Alma Mater on it.  My next thought was "what kind of crap are they spending their money on in order to get me to donate?"  (Sorry!)  

From the envelope I pulled out these two cards.  (By the way, Cedarville, I celebrate Christmas.  Perhaps you mean Thanksgiving + Christmas?  I'll give you the benefit of the doubt on this one.)  I turned them over to find two lovely hand written notes to encourage me during Aaron's deployment from two dear couples who work at Cedarville.  I cried. 

Also included in the box was some chocolate.  At first, I thought that the item had melted in transit.  But, no.  It is a replica of "The Rock" at Cedarville--an iconic piece of local dolomite (which I now know thanks to the handy reference card included) that students regularly paint and occasionally set on fire.  (Did I get all my grammar and punctuation right in that sentence?) 

Also included was this pretty little Cedarville Yellow Jackets ornament.  Yay.  :)

 

Thank you Cedarville, Ropers and Grigorenkos for making my day.