"Um, Jenni, you do know she is our keynote speaker for the conference, right?"
It had been such a miracle, rush whirlwind of all God did in a matter of days to have me there, that nope, I hadn't realized!
Lord, the surprises keep coming! This amazing blessing of a trip just keeps getting better and better.
|That brilliant flash up there was my view of Carol during main sessions. I told her she "glows"! ;)|
I sat outside because I cannot tolerate the neurological stimulation of all the loudness of worship music.
That night she spoke to our large group. The next morning, Carol was in my main workshop, not as the teacher, as a fellow-student! A group lined up after class to talk with the instructor while others of us lined up to talk with Carol.
Cool and composed, my turn came with me stating the obvious, "You're Carol Kent!"
Brilliant. I know!
I continued on with, "I should be soaking up spiritual wisdom here. But I just have to tell you, I love your jacket. It matches my shoes!"
Deb and I laughed until we nearly cried and were gasping for breath over my stroke of genius in that conversation. :D
At least it was a writing conference rather than a seminar on profound oration skills!
|After Carol spoke that evening. She was still wearing the Jacket that matches my shoes! :D|
Carol was gracious and her husband, Gene, jumped right in to change the subject, asking me the story behind my pink walker.
I introduced Bubbles (walker) and explained that I'm a six time stroke survivor after arterial rupture during a chiropractic adjustment. Gene visibly sagged, groaned, did a facepalm to the forehead and rolled his eyes a little. I didn't catch Carol's reaction because I was so busy watching Gene process my news.
That night, Carol called me her "new friend" and told me, "You have a story, Girl!"