Every once in awhile, something happens that says, "You are still on the right path." Last night, my good hubby-buddy had his moment to remind him that continuous effort is still the best way to achieve continuous success.
Years ago, I was working many hours every day and night, as was my good husband and doing all we could to still spend time with our children and know the happiness that comes from love in the home. At one point, my hubby decided to enter a Chilli Cook-Off. He enjoys cooking and it was his hope to take one of the three winning ribbons.
His preparations were extensive and we were all excited about the coming event. I don't recall what the prize was; something small, I believe. A theater ticket or a ribbon. It wasn't the prize that inspired him, anyway. He wanted to show our children that they could do anything they set their minds to do.
The big day arrived and all was ready. I left the house to collect the papers at the newspaper office so I could deliver them for the kids to sell and deliver to various offices. They had built up quite a large number of repeat customers.
But this day was different. Instead of collecting the papers when I arrived at the office, I was informed that one of my sons had been hit by a car and I was to go directly to the hospital. I cannot describe how devastating it was to watch my son suffer from so many broken bones and hooked up to wires and tubes.
And now, I am proud to announce that last night, my wonderful husband was declared the Winner. I knew he was a great cook and now, others know it, too. Today, we took the extra chilli to Church and enjoyed visiting with friends while sharing my hubby's Award-Winning Chilli. Tonight, we celebrated in our own way when, in our kitchen... We Danced.
But this day was different. Instead of collecting the papers when I arrived at the office, I was informed that one of my sons had been hit by a car and I was to go directly to the hospital. I cannot describe how devastating it was to watch my son suffer from so many broken bones and hooked up to wires and tubes.
Needless to say, the Chilli Cook-Off was forgotten and we were flown with our son to a bigger hospital several hundred miles away. Fortunately, our son recovered and I can honestly say I believe in miracles.
My good husband is such a nice person. When we moved into our new home, he sent me right to my new office and said, "Write. You have supported me all the years we've been married. Now, its your turn to do what you want, so Write!"
And that is all I do... Write, all day or all night long. My hubby-buddy takes care of everything. Well, we recently heard that our new town would be hosting a Chilli Cook-Off, so my good hubby decided to enter. He was so excited to finally be getting another chance.



