It needed a crash to shake me out of my lethargy.
Being inclined to indolence I have a routine, which I follow with minor deviations depending largely on weather and people. I am not a spontaneously social being so take the wider track to avoid chatters.
Today it was wet, as was yesterday and many days before. Walking Lulu, I took a loop to avoid a lady and her two sprightly Staffies.
As I got to the slippery downslope to the road, I saw a friendly feller from up the road …. and my right foot slipped, smooth and fast!
My left knee (with the 35year old carbon fibre ligament) bent under me and I crashed onto my left foot). Oomph and eina!
I am not as slim as I used to be, so I think the earth shuddered. I lay gasping like a stranded whale. Lulu was still attached but soon lost interest. The friendly feller hustled over and inquired. A muscular jogger stopped and enquired. They lifted me up (ooh! I feel a song coming on..). A man in a big RAM truck stopped and enquired.
I felt loved and soo grateful. Every person who saw me enquired and lifted my body and spirit. They ensured I was alright before they left.
It is so good to know spontaneous kindness and care beat in everyman’s chest. I am reassured about the goodness of man.
I was careless, I know the place is slippery and always take care, except when I don’t! Gratitude is a healing warmth.
I am a better man today than I was yesterday.
Great story – the world has plenty of good Samaritans
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We live in a great area which also helps!
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Dear Mal,
Love from Us,
Dawn
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