Thursday, December 31, 2009
Close to Nowhere
Recap of tragedies
Quite often I want to use an “emoticon” while writing this column. I have become entirely too dependant on such shortcuts.
For instance, in the headline above, I’d have loved to have added a :) which most who email know as a smile, indicating, well, a smile.
At church Sunday, a friend in Sunday school commented that she was praying that 2010 was going to be a much better year! I think we all heartily chorused “Amen!”
January, 2009 brought remodeling to the Jones’ household -- remodeling brought on by a slow leak from the dishwasher under the floor in the kitchen.
If you’ve got to replace floor in half of the house, might as well do all of it, right? We ignored the bedrooms and put pine flooring everywhere else.
Just as we had the flooring down, but well before anything else was finished, Pop decided he was tired and was going to go to the hospital and have major heart surgery.
After a while, anything is better than remodeling! (I need another ‘smile’ here.)
While he was going through the long, long, long illness and recovery, the remodeling went on, with me doing the bulk of the remainder -- painting, wallpapering, etc.
Summertime finally arrives and the day before school is out, Grace jumped off her horse (who lives at our house), and broke her leg. (Mere, our oldest granddaughter explains Grace’s relationship with our family “God intended her to be my sister!”).
Poor Grace, who is our daughter’s best help outside with the horses, was out of commission (and off the horse) all summer.
She got out of the cast just in time to go back to school and get back on her horse (I promised not to tell anyone that I caught her a couple times in her short leg cast and then the ‘boot’ on horseback. Shhhhh!).
And here comes Thanksgiving! My favorite holiday! I’d planned to spend the day before cooking, while our daughter and all the “girls” were out horseback riding in the glorious fall weather.
Instead, we spent most of that day in the emergency room with Mere and a broken collarbone.
Made life interesting for a while, but she’s much better. So, her little sister had to one-up Mere and Grace. Three days before Christmas, she broke her left collarbone and her right wrist.
Can you guess what I’m wishing for in 2010? :)
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