Our friends called today, inviting us to take a ride with them. My thoughts went back and forth- I wanted the chance to feel normal, but I also knew Pain would be following me all day long, but I cast worry aside and said "Let's go for it" as we hit the road!
The familiar sign of worry hung on my husband-his mind counting the miles and worried as to how far we could get before my Pain forced us back home. Our friend drove, giving Matt a rare chance to relax- it felt like our friends were doing everything to give Both of Us a peaceful day out.
We went to a small town that is known for Pecans, trees lined up on each farm- all blended together in perfect lines~~having grown for years and producing a delicious product. There was a lovely park area for us to stop and give me "stretching time" as I watched people walking around, eyes to the ground as they searched for a tasty Pecan to crack open and enjoy. Memories from long ago hit me~~~~
Daddy had climbed up a Pecan tree with a huge stick, giving us notice he was going to start "whacking away" on the pecans~~I remember running for cover until the "all clear" signal was shouted out by him~~then I grabbed my bucket and rushed to be the first one who could Fill it to the brim with Pecans. I was probably Five or Six years old, and looked forward to Pecan Picking Time each year.
Suddenly it hit me-here I stood with a walking cane and there was a perfect chance for me to do a tiny version of my own "whacking" and it only took a few seconds as I began to swing away at the tree limbs.
But reality sat in as I almost fell-a reminder of why I had a cane in my hand~~and as a swift Pain hit between my shoulder blade area, it was time for me to leave Pecan picking to others. I watched our friends bending down to find Pecans and then laughing as they were being "thumped" on the head by falling Pecans.
It was a good day~~~happy memories from long ago and joy filling my heart as I made new memories with our dear friends. Pain followed us, but I refused to let it stop me from having a few moments of fun.
God please be with all the people who are hurting right now.
Martha
Oh...so glad to hear you had fun and joy from wonderful memories. That is awesome!!! Thank You, Father, for this blessing for Martha!
ReplyDeleteDiane-
DeleteIt was wonderful to have a few brief moments of joy and being in a place that brought such great memories back! Perhaps my special "angel-Daddy" was giving me a gentle "nudge" to keep living and enjoy the moment.
Bless you for the prayers--they are helping me. God is listening!!!
love,martha