Note to Self, Always Believe

It was April 10th, 2005, my son Louis' fifth birthday party, to be held at paint-your-own-pottery place in Arlington. I woke up extra early, picked up the Yu-Gi-Oh cake and ice-cream and, since the party was to be at noon, I decided to call the place to ask about a local pizza parlor for the kids lunch.

In looking for the number I pulled out the slip that confirmed the booking I had made a month ago. To my horror the slip indicated that I had scheduled the party for 2:30 and not noon. In a panic I began to call the parents on the list...not one answered the phone. Now what?

I tried calling the pottery store but no answer. I was totally devastated. What was I going to do with 19 five year olds for 2 and half hours?

Then the obvious thoughts filled my mind. "Everything happens for a reason, I trust in the process of life, it will work out for the best".

I got in the car packed with the cake and all the party accoutrement and drove calmly to the pottery place praying that they could accommodate us anyway.

As I pulled in, Holly, the assistant potter, arrived. I was hyperventilating as I apologized for my having made such a mistake, begging her to fit us in anyway. "Marjolein", she said, "you did not misremember, your party is scheduled for noon. Carol must have made a mistake".

Thank you God.

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