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Teenage sneakiness...

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It simply goes to show, you cannot take a single minute, or one solitary breath, for granted.  In the blink of an eye, the world as you know it can shift away from you all over again…  Just when you exhale with relief, believing that you have survived the latest challenge, passed the most recent test, you find yourself face to face with another impossible situation…  

For several years, I have volunteered to help Robert with his tennis tournaments; last night the 3rd annual Pine Lake Junior Open tennis tournament started.  In the past, I was much more organized; the date of this one really snuck up on me.  Considering that my passage of time ripples and rifts, and does not operate in the typical manner, this weekend’s seemingly rapid arrival was no real surprise.  Thankfully, past experience worked in my favor, so everything was ready to go for the more than 90 children registered in the various age groups.  

Butler ’s first home football game was also last night, and Grace wanted to go with a group of her and Brian’s friends.  She asked if a couple of them could come home from school with her to get ready.  This was a sticky point… I had to set up for the tournament around 3:15, John was leaving for golf at 3:30, and Beth wasn’t due in from work until about 4:30.  One of our cardinal house rules has always been ‘No kids at or in our house unless a parent is home’…later we added Beth as an alternate adult…  For the first time, I decided to let Grace have two friends over without one of us being there…  It was only for an hour…  

Grace pulled up to Pine Lake around 5 o’clock with an entourage…  She needed money for the football game and I made her come and get it from me, mainly so I could see for myself who she was rolling with that evening.  I walked her back to her ride, stuck my head in the car, spoke to the other teens (much to her embarrassment), gave my standard speech about cell phones to the driver, and watched the taillights wink goodbye.  All were familiar faces except for one, and I had heard that one’s name mentioned many times before.  Nothing on my mommy radar pinged, no alarm bells rang, no lights flashed…  I neither felt nor saw anything amiss…only all was not as it appeared to be…  

Grace showed up again at Pine Lake around 8:00; the tennis dinner was well underway.  I tried to get her and her friend to eat, but no deal.  She was ready to leave, tight-lipped and edgy; they decided to walk to the house ahead of John and Beth.  When I got home a little later, Grace and her friend were camped out in her bedroom…she claimed they were really, really tired…it was before 10:00…on a Friday night…with this statement my internal siren started screaming…not her typical response or behavior…  

I slept fitfully, getting up repeatedly, one ear cocked for sounds of sneakiness…6 a.m. came too soon; time to return to the tennis courts…  Just after 9:00, Grace finally broke down and called me, crying and upset, laying it on the line…  

‘Mom, I need you to come home.  

Grace, I’m over at the club working the tournament.  What’s up?  I can’t leave right now.  Why don’t you come over here?  

Mom, you really need to come home, I’ve got to talk to you.  Something happened at the football game last night that I need to tell you about.  

Why didn’t you talk to me then?  I knew something was up anyway; what happened?  

Listen to me!  One of my friends was taken to the hospital by ambulance from the game; please, please come home so I can explain everything.  

Give me five minutes Gracie…I’m on my way…’    

Faith, not fear, fill me now…Lord, I need Your help here…    

Original blog posts have been re-posted under the month of March, identified as Archive-Part 1, etc.  Wishing you hope… TG  

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