Today I had to leave the ER exam room to go to the bathroom. Sounds simple, right? Well, I was geared up in a mask and worried about germs, but when I came out of the hall bathroom, I was lost! The doorways all looked alike! I thought surely I could do this. I chose a door and I got it wrong! Quickly, I shut it and was more confused than ever. Every single door looked exactly the same. So I wove myself back out to the admissions desk and told them I was lost, couldn’t find my hubby. They smiled at this crazy lady, gave me a number and I headed back to try again.
DH laughed his head off. Said what was happening to us-other than getting old! We are doing more and more of this kind of thing. So at least we haven’t lost the ability to laugh at ourselves.
A few weeks ago, a woman in Arizona found an old post where I wrote about Jerico Springs, Missouri. Her family came from there years ago, and we started exchanging emails and information. I helped her with some numbers to local historical society offices and sent her some printed history materials. Although we can’t find the exact link, we suspect that we share a far-out branch on a family tree. She sent me these lovely tulips this week, in a week of dark days and cold weather. The tulips were like a kiss of sunshine. They are so beautiful. And to think, we connected because of blogging!
Notes and thoughts and prayers continue to come my way and many from bloggers I will never see face to face. I continue to be grateful for each of you blogger friends! So, while I have nothing much to share or any writing to discuss, I want to say once more I am glad you are out there.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day from one whose people were once Irish immigrants!