I have one of those backs that snaps like a twig at a moment’s notice.
When it hits (for no apparent reason) it’s like an onset of lower back labor that lingers for days. The moms out there will know what that feels like.
Thus has been the past four days of my life.
This has been going on for about 40 years now. Not 40 constant years of pain, just a few days every now and again over the years.
I’ll live, I’m just a bit irritable at this point.
There I go. Whining again.
Between the heat, the wind, rain and thunder I shouldn’t complain about staying in the cool basement in my room for a few days.
It gives me time to think and to plan. Pretty soon we’ll host our annual family day. It’s a day for the cousins to get together. We’re hoping for a great weather day so that it can be an outdoor event. You just never know what to expect though.
I’m hearing horror stories of shutdowns and the like. I feel bad for the world in general. There’s this uncertainty of what to expect next.
Again we need to stand strong in faith and in courage.
I’m ashamed of the folks who use the pandemic as a platform to launch violence and mayhem. We were all (most of us) raised better than that.
I’ve seen my folks angry in the past. What I never saw, was either of them declare their right to rob from or destroy another person’s property or livelihood.
Like I said; we were raised better than that.
It’s been a long summer of near house arrest for all of us.
My goal now is to make a plan to stay busy.
My daughter-in-law, Becky, is helping me to set up my new blog. With any luck at all I’ll launch it in a short while. Stay tuned, there’s more to come.
Life is good today. ■