It has been months and months since I did a blog on Areavoices. Much has transpired since that last blog–including a broken ankle when I must have thought I could “fly like a bird” down the final four steps of one of our three flights of stairs in our home.
This could be the signal that a one story home with ALL THINGS on the one floor could be in the future. But after my ankle healed (June-July-August) I am confidently going upstair and downstairs again–although I know I am much more carfeful and much more aware of what a small fall can do.
Fortunately I needed no surgery to repair the break (just a one inch crack from bottom of fibula to the outer “bump” of the ankle bone.
(sing with me: “ankle bone connected to the leg bone, leg bone connected to the knee bone….etc. adnauseum)
I had a soft cast and a cute little orthopedic scooter for three weeks; a big black walking boot for 6 more weeks and finally an ankle brace for the final 3 weeks. Than I walked easily without any help from any “devices”.
We spent ZERO time in our home this summer; I was recuperating at one son’s home in south Fargo and my Dearly Beloved was in Florida where son # 3 moved in May..new job,new home,new everything—- including living about 2 blocks from the mighty Atlantic shore at Palm Coast Florida. I traveled there in September but spent about 4 weeks being miserable with what I thought must be colitis. I got home on Oct 13 and the ailment was gone—instantly.
For the first time in decades I DID NOT HAVE A GARDEN…and my flower gardens looked sad and neglected…I have an enormous amount of pulling of old weeds to do in spring….all things considered and permitted. I will have passed my Diamond Jubilee birthday by then and things definitely slow down at my age. But I am grateful for every day I wake up and can put my feet on the floor and WALK downstairs once again.
I want to close with a great story told by Dr. John Munro who speaks on radio each weekday on BACK TO THE BIBLE on KFNW a.m. radio.
He told this story about 2 days before Thanksgiving Day.
A knock on the family’s door brought one of them to answer the knock. A very ragged, uswashed old man stood on the step holding a few limp garden vegetables in one hand. His eyes were glazed over— leading the family member to draw the conclusion that the man had been drinking heavily.
However something about the raggedy man told him that he should buy all the vegetables and give the man some money with which he could buy food for himself.
This led to almost daily calls at this particular home by the raggedy old man who sold vegetables. The family bought all the vegetables every day— even sneaking in some extra cash after they realized that the glazed eyes of the Old Man were from eye cataracts..he was nearly blind.
The family decided to gather as many items of clothing and outerwear and shoes and boots as they could and then packed all of it into a huge bag to bring to the old man’s very humble home…the family had learned where he lived in the interim time.
The old man was not at home when they knocked on his door with the large bag of clothing items meant for him. They did feel comfortable leaving the bag of clothing by the old man’s door to be found by himwhen he returned to his more-than-humble home.
A few days later he returned with his vegetables to sell —– and he had a huge , if somewhat toothless smile, on his face when he met one family member at their door.
He thanked them for bringing the big bag of clothing items to his home,
Then he shocked them by saying:
“I was so thankful I found some people who needed them”.
Dr. John Munro said that was a true example of being thankful….and being content with what you have.
It is a lesson that many of us in still-affluent America need to learn.
The recent orgy known as BLACK FRIDAY is just an example of the opposite attitude of the old man who sold limp garden vegetables door- to- door.
Our materialistic , aquisitive culture has people shopping on THANKSGIVING DAY— to say nothing of the Ballyhoo of BLACK FRIDAY. It is nice to remember someone with a small gift but this craziness and crass commercialism has ruined us.
That is one great example of my saying
BAH! HUMBUG! to blatant over- shopping at holiday seasons that is ruining family holidays year by year…more and more.
We had wonderfully simple Thanksgiving with the ones we love the most..and we are so grateful for it all…our sons and their families and the simplicity of all our lives.
We are content, indeed.