I know you're wondering. Some of you have asked.
Yes, we have water.
I'm kind of afraid to type that in case it jinxes us. We have water. It is being filtered out the wazoo and we're having to change the filters weekly. And you do not want to see what they look like. Ewww. We're definitely going to have to have our well scrubbed. Just as soon as the snow melts.
For about two weeks now I've been able to do laundry again. Phew! That's a relief! For a little over a week I've been able to take a shower....sort of. We still have terrible water pressure, but I'm able to get the job done, without melting snow or warming water from someone else's home, so that's what counts. I give thanks every single time it works. I've always been one to give thanks, to try to notice the little miracles that could get taken for granted, but adventures like this one remind me that there's SO MUCH. So much I've been blessed with. So much to give thanks for. So much that I don't even notice. And then something like this happens, and I'm given clearer vision. More gratitude. More every day miracles revealed to my heart. And I'm grateful for that too.
Also, near the start of our water problems we received some sad news. A friend of my brother's, a real sweet guy, had just had his adorable 3 year old daughter diagnosed with Stage 4 Neuroblastoma. It has spread throughout her body. She's undergoing treatment and has the prayers and support of many. But Stage 4. Terrifying. A true trial of faith and hope. And as annoying as not having water has been, in the back of my mind is this little girl. One who is staying cheerful and giving joy to all who know her. One who gives hope off like light. And the water issue, while frustrating, doesn't seem THAT big. Talk about perspective. Then last week, just as we were tenatively thinking we might be recovering from our water problems, one of the boys in our Primary discovered a tumour in his leg. He's had a biopsy and we're waiting to hear the results. And I'm a little more nervous than I could be because that's how this sweet girl's journey started. Just a pain in the leg. I try to stay positive, but what can I say? I'm a class A worry wart. So I get emails asking if we have water yet and have to stop and think--oh, right--we've got a water problem. Forgot for a second. We also have the support and help of good friends, the prayers of others, and the resources to solve it. Eventually. It's a terrible inconvenience, but in the face of what we see around us, only an inconvenience.
So thank you all for your help, your interest, your prayers. We're fine. We're thankful. We're counting our blessings with every slow drop of clean water. And this year's spring cleaning will involve our hearts as well as our baseboards.