Blue is the Perfect Color for Me Today

I had another restless night that came with a sense of foreboding. Before the sun was too bright, I hurried out and took new photos of Kim’s hydrangeas. We went to 11:30 Mass, grabbed lunch and headed to our Germany Trip Meet and Greet. For the last two weeks, our local POC has casually mentioned one thing or another about Chase’s trip but she always said there was a solution for each hiccup. When they handed out travel packages at the meeting, there wasn’t one for Chase and his name was not amongst the list of travelers. Thank goodness he was unable to attend the meeting. Hubby can be quite assertive when necessary. He was asked to have the conversation after the meeting. That’s when we were told none of the solutions the POC had mentioned were even viable and she hadn’t even told us the real problem. Hubby even offered to stay home so Chase could go but they said that wouldn’t work. She apparently knew this when we paid in April for Chase to go but said absolutely nothing to us about any known problem. Instead, Kristen said she was giddy to have another traveller because so many bailed out at the last minute (and she had asked everyone to help find more people to go). I may not have mentioned before but Chase is considered very high functioning but still on the autistic spectrum. If you know anything at all about autism, you know how this news affected him. I am on emotion overload. We told my daughter we would go back to Germany next year and take Chase with us. She has since looked at other options and I think she has found a river tour with stops in France, Germany and Switzerland that she and Chase can take that is around the same price as Chase’s trip with us. Hubby says all things happen for a reason so I need to work on my faith. Having an alternate plan and making it sound even better than our tour, certainly eased Chase’s reaction but he’s still disappointed. He’d shown his German teacher the itinerary and I’m sure he’ll be a mess having to explain why he didn’t go. Our trip is a religious pilgrimage and that made it special for him too. Today’s readings were about not judging. Maybe I should reread them, huh? But I think it’s okay to feel sadness and disappointment. There may be issues our POC is dealing with that are much worse than Chase not going with us. Hopefully, your weekend was without bombshells. Thanks for listening to my whine. I might just pour a glass of wine to go with it.
“Summer’s new hydrangeas blooming in the rain
Summer’s hydrangeas in the pouring rain
Blooming rain
Blooming hydrangeas
It’s raining, it’s summer and the hydrangeas are…….
Blooming lovely.” - Paul Holland