Category: Family life

Doing fine. Honeybun just got out of surgery and everything is good. No complications.

Early this morning I had to take Honeybun to the hospital. They ran some tests and found she has appendicitis. She’s going into surgery in a couple of hours. I came home to take a shower and grab a couple things before heading back (who needs sleep?).

Please pray for Christy for a successful surgery and healthy recovery.

 

How can such a cute kitty be such terror?

Honeybun stopped at the grocery store this afternoon to pick up some things. Before she went in she put some lotion on her hands. It wasn’t until she got home that she realized her wedding ring was missing. She had taken off her ring when she put on some lotion. A call on her phone distracted her and she forgot the ring was in her lap when she got out of the car.

I left work and met her at the store to hope we could find it. Found the parking space, no ring. We went inside to see if someone might have turned it in. No such luck. We gave our number to the manager in case someone might turn it in later then posted a note on the store’s bulletin board.

Now this was a pretty nice ring if I do say so myself. I thought “its gone, no way someone is coming back with it now.” I went back to work to finish my shift planning to call the insurance company in the morning.

But whaddya know, Honeybun got a phone call a few hours later, “This is the manager from King Soopers (the manager has the same first name, with same spelling as Honeybun) and I have a note from a man with the same last name as you that found a ring. I thought at first you were his wife but apparently it is just coincindence.” She gave Honeybun the number to contact Rich.

Unbelievable. What incredibly generous people. Rich and Tammy didn’t want a reward, in fact they refused when we offered. Honeybun was in tears when she first spoke to Rich and believes that God does answer prayers and miracles happen.

I stopped by their house on the way home from work and they gave me the ring. It isn’t perfect, clearly it got run over, but the diamond (the really expensive part) doesn’t seem to be damaged. Hopefully our jeweler can repair it, but if not, we’ll get a new setting.

Thanks Rich and Tammy. There still are good people in this world.

Heroic Stories is an email publication that empahsizes the good in people. Each story describes a “normal” person who has done something to improve the life of another person. I’ve been subscribing for years now. If you aren’t getting this in your email you should subscribe. Don’t worry, they won’t spam you.

Well, a few months back I submitted a story about Honeybun. It was chosen for their publication in 2 February 2005 issue. So for your reading enjoyment, here is Honeybun’s story:

HeroicStories #587: Her Generous Spirit

Reaching more than 35,000 subscribers in 106 countries, this is…

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HeroicStories #587: 2 February 2005 www.HeroicStories.com
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Her Generous Spirit
by Jason Ward
Colorado, USA

Story Editor:
Joyce Schowalter

My wife Christy is the kind of person who meets people easily. At the movies I get snacks while she finds seats in the theater. By the time I get back with popcorn, she introduces me to the people sitting next to her.

She found our second dog by striking up a conversation with a man at the store. He had just moved into a condominium and didn’t have room for his yellow Labrador retriever. It just so happened we were looking for another Lab. If she were in sales, people would call her a networker; in her case, she just enjoys meeting new people.

On June 9, 2004 a hailstorm hit the Denver area in Colorado, and property damage totaled over $150 million. I was at work during the storm when Christy called from a store parking lot. She was under an overhang watching the hail batter the cars. “You wouldn’t believe how bad this is,” she said. “It’s coming down so fast I can barely see the cars”.

A few seconds later, “I didn’t think it could get worse, but it is,” and she described golf-ball-sized hail pounding the lot. “There aren’t any leaves on the trees any more.” She could only watch as cars were dented and windows shattered. The storm was so loud I could barely hear her over the phone.

Then — thinking ahead — Christy went back in the store and bought a disposable camera to take pictures of the storm and the resulting damage for the insurance claim that would need to be filed.

While taking pictures, Christy noticed one elderly woman who looked like she needed help. The windshield of her car had spider web cracks. Christy took pictures of the lady’s car and shattered windows, got her phone number, and promised to call when they were developed.

Two days later, Christy kept her word. She called the woman to get a mailing address to send the duplicate pictures. Instead of the quick conversation she had planned, Christy spent over an hour talking with the woman, giving her advice on how to report the insurance claim and how to make sure she got a fair deal on repairs. As a result, Christy put off errands she had been planning that day. The woman appreciated
Christy’s effort so much she asked to take her out to lunch.

Our car took about $10,000 worth of damage during the storm. While the storm was at its peak, Christy was upset about the damage to our car. But instead of moping in her own misfortune, she took the opportunity to help someone else. Her generous spirit is why I was first attracted to her ten years ago and why I love being married to her today.

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Guess who got a bath last night?

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Alley, originally uploaded by semperjase.

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Cowboy, originally uploaded by semperjase.

I’ve told a few people about decorating our house with luminarias on Christmas eve. Most people who were not from the Southwest kind of scratched their heads and couldn’t figure out why someone would put a candle in a paper bag. “Won’t they catch on fire?” was the most common question.

No, they don’t catch on fire. Here is a shot of our house after they were all lit.

Luminarias on Christmas eve

Pretty huh?