If you want to see the face of love, then you merely have to see my friend Lisa (the one who doesn’t need Rogaine).
A high-energy spitfire who gives of her time and her heart without a second thought, Lisa somehow manages to care for everyone she knows while still having a blast herself. And for her compact size, she has a laugh that fills a room and your soul.
To watch the glimmer in her eyes and feel the warmth of her smile is to know you are in the presence of a great spirit.
(Part Five of my 12 Days of Gratitude…because the rest of the news sucks)
One of the myriad gulls sharing the local boardwalk
There are truly good people yet in the world.
As some of you know, I am going through a bit of a problem with one of my shoulders (a condition with the stupid name frozen shoulder).
While wandering the boardwalk near my apartment earlier today, I absent-mindedly tossed an acorn at a bench (not a euphemism, folks) and immediately doubled up in searing pain, grabbing my arm and shoulder, and plopped on the bench to wait for the pain to subside. It did…it always does.
Ill-named condition involving loss of range of motion
But as I was getting up to finish the trip home, two cyclists stopped to make sure I was okay. They had seen me grab my arm and drop to the bench. It probably looked like a heart attack or seizure.
I explained the affliction and that the pain was mostly due to my unthinking idiocy, which seemed to allay their concerns. I thanked them, however, for checking on me and making sure I wasn’t in more serious trouble.
Nice to know that I’m never alone…I only hope I show the same concern should I be presented with something similar.
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