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I usually don’t use words that feel like cliche Christianity because I am not generally a cliche Christian. But today I received what I can only describe as a blessing. From earlier posts you could probably tell that there has been a bit going on in my life. From wisdom teeth to slab leaks and feeling crappy inbetween. So today the drywall people came to fix the holes that the plumbers made getting to our pipes. They were such a great Grandma/Grandpa team! They took the time to talk to me and Tater Tot and pet The Dog. They were so sweet yet professional. They did a great job on the holes and even said they’d wait until Friday to cash my check since I was going to put it on the credit card but they didn’t take credit cards. They were about to leave and I decided on a whim to ask their advice about a hole that I had cut in the garage ceiling where there was some water staining. We checked it out up there and didn’t see any water damage so we were going to patch the hole and paint. We even got the square of drywall to patch it with. Well, 2 1/2 years later, you guessed it, the hole is still there. They told me that, if the hole stayed unpatched and we had a fire, the insurance company could deny our claim because the drywall is fire-rated and we would have an area that was not covered with fire-rated drywall. Ack! They gave their opinion about how we should do it (just patch the hole rather than replace all the drywall where there was water staining, paint with Kilz and then with the existing color) and I thanked them for their expertise. Here’s where the blessing comes in: the wife turns to the husband and says “Let’s put the patch up for her and then she can tape it off and put the mud on when she gets a chance. At least it would be safe, then.” He said “Sure!” and they went to work. It took them all of 5 minutes. When I went to check on them, they had not only put the patch up but taped and put the mud on for me. I wanted to cry and hug them. It was such a small thing for them but it was HUGE for me. It may not sound like a big deal but that thing has been hanging over my head for a long time. It just seemed so overwhelming to learn how to patch that drywall that I just never got around to it. And it was just so nice to have someone be nice to me! I know that probably sounds weird but it just seems like not very many people are nice any more. And I felt blessed that I met two today who were.