As
I prepare to head off to physical therapy again I am reminded of a brief anecdote
that happened at the last appointment. Well,
after it actually. As we were leaving
the PT clinic someone at the counter checking in swung his head around in our
direction. I just caught the movement
out of the corner of my eye, and I almost didn’t turn back around, but I was
curious, and it was a human being that I might have a chance to connect with,
so turn around I did.
Sure
enough the gentleman was staring in my direction, and I recognized him right
away as Ted, a guy I went to school with many, many years ago. We exchanged pleasantries and as I was leaving,
he tossed out this word of wisdom: “You know you’re getting old when you see
your old football buddies … at the physical therapy clinic.” Ah, how the truth hurts, eh, Teddy?
It
did turn off cold and rainy again yesterday.
38 degrees with a wind chill of below 30. We stayed inside. Well, except when I ventured out to pick up
the trash cans. After emptying them, the
truck had dropped them off – literally – into a heap in the street in front of the
house. They were blocking the driveway
for the other outside excursion. Chris went
to get her hair cut. It looks
great. She sure is cute. And I get to see her every day. Now that’s a gift from God. At least it is to me. Not sure how she feels about that …
Psalms
135:13 says, “Your name, O Lord, endures
forever, your renown, O Lord, through all generations.”
Father,
thank you yet again for the great gift of my wife. And for friends who still remember me.
Amen.
1 comment:
windchill below 30?? Try windchill below --30
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