Computers that do not work and parcels that do not arrive force me to wait for dad to open his eyes and for the mailman to arrive.
Yesterday, I was very disappointed and had to talk to myself to get over it and find something healthy to do. Such a beautiful spring-like day it was a joy to be out in the garden and muck about. Dad also fixed the pond so we hear the sound of the running stream again. I do my bread deliverer and take cups over to the church and after a late lunch at Whitespot end up at the dollar store to spend all the money I had left over!
Still a beautiful day so decided i needed a bit more of a walk. Came across a man laying down on the grass by a broken whiskey bottle. I picked up the grass and looked into his eyes and said I was sorry he was not doing well, but did not attempt to help him. As I started to head home to get help the firemen arrived and the ambulance.
Yes I have learned my lesson about not trying to pick people up.
This morning as I walked I was thinking that to be spiritual is just to be completely human and that was what Jesus was trying to teach us. I think that old age can help in that process if we do not become bitter or expect to much of ourselves!
2 comments:
What, even the stuffed cat is waiting for your book?
Sandra
l hope your book arrives today, Tuesday. l think you were brave to express sympathy directly to the man lying on the grass. Jane.
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