This morning we had a phone conversation with an aunt and uncle who had just finished reading In My Mother’s Words (www.amazon.com/dp/B009AZWD7E).
The stories triggered some sweet memories for them of visits made to the home of Don’s parents. Any meal in their home was a treat, but her breakfasts were outstanding. The most delightful wakeup call in the world came from the kitchen of their small farm-house.
After we relived some of those visits he said, “I also enjoyed the stories about Matt. He was quite a handful when he was little!”
He really was, and my words don’t do him justice. He was a beautiful wild child who needed more than I had to give so He sent special people to help.
One of those precious people was Mary Beth Green who was a student at Morehead State University in Morehead, Kentucky in 1974 when we moved there for Don to begin his first college coaching job.
We lived in faculty housing – a strip of apartments across the street from the library. The price was right and three of the other coaches and their families were our neighbors. Mary Beth was introduced to us by the wife of one of the coaches. With her lithe build, she reminded me of a ballerina and we were blessed when she danced into our lives
Because the campus was so accessible, I decided to take some education classes. . Somehow Mary Beth and I were able to work out class schedules so that one of us could to be at our apartment with Matt, Stacy and (the next year)Holly.
She became a member of our family who brought us extra hands and more love. We met her family and she met ours. Mary Beth’s dad was Colonel Sander’s chiropractor and a real treat came when Mary Beth invited us to have dinner with them at his restaurant where we got to meet The Man himself!
Mother wrote in her journal, “Pilgrims must travel through lonely country to their destination. They are protected, not by anything created, but by the creator of everything.”
We were young pilgrims far from our destination when we were in Morehead. I am so thankful that God sent Mary Beth to share that part of the journey with us, and He has been faithful every step of the way since then. That’s why I don’t worry about the rest of the way.