It Made Her Day...

It was back to work today. I'd really missed "Emma" and all of my patients. I've grown attached to them, and worry when I'm not there with them. "Emma" was estates when I told her Bobby had asked me to the dance. She began crying tears of joy, saying she's prayed so hard for Bobby to find a nice girl, and when she met me- she knew I was the one. I gave her a big hug and thanked her. I'm not putting the cart before the horse. I don't know what will happen with Bobby. We could live happily ever after, and then again, we may never be more than friends. It's out of my hands. I know what I want, but ultimately, it's his decision. Regardless, I'm happy to know that our date for the dance has brought joy to his mother's life. She deserves to be happy.

Even "Ted" showed some signs of improvement. He responded to me today when I walked in his room. He didn't speak, but he did point to the newspaper on the table. I sat down and read to him. He acted as if he understood every work. A small step, but major progress in my book. Things are really looking up.

I've got a busy weekend ahead of me. Maria will be performing on friday night. I've stopped by rehearsal a couple of nights, and she is spectacular! I can only imagine how great the play itself will be when performed in it's entirety. Saturday I have to do more work at the church for our children's Christmas tree, all while juggling my regular work schedule! I'll be exhausted, but then again, that's nothing new.

I've got to decide on a dress soon. I'm really thinking the red one will be my ultimate choice. Classy, yet provocative. Although Bobby's friend Mike seems to think it's not low cut enough. Thank goodness he didn't ask me to the dance, I'd probably have to carry some mace with me for protection! (Sorry Mike, I couldn't resist that one). Luckily, his date can hold her own, so he's got his work cut out for him.