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The Day my Run took an Unexpected Turn
“Remember to stay inside the neighborhood,” my husband warned me. “That main road is too isolated.” “But it’s my long run training day,” I responded. “The lady next door told me that if I take a right that road takes me into the neighborhood next to this one. It’s a loop that ends up right back here.” “We’re vacationing in the country, remember? What if you run into a wild animal, or a wild person out there?” he insisted. “Ok, ok,” I said. “Don’t worry!” I grabbed my phone and ran out the door before he could say anything else. The sunny skies and summer breeze welcomed me with a…
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Are you Ready to Play Ball?
“I got fired,” my friend sobbed. “I don’t know what to do. It was totally unexpected. I never thought it could happen to me!” She was barely holding it together. This new job seemed so promising. She had been excited and hopeful for months since she was offered the position in such a prestigious company. And just like that, two weeks into it, she was let go. “You’re not performing like we expected,” her supervisor said. “But it’s been less than two weeks! Give me a chance!” she begged unsuccessfully. What do you say to someone who’s been thrown a curve ball by life? How do you comfort someone who’s…
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Do you Know Where you’re Going?
“Follow the arrow, it will direct you to the exit door” the guide said. “You can return tomorrow when the power is restored.” My heart raced as I grabbed my husband’s arm and our little children clutched mine. We tried to follow the guide’s instructions, navigating our way through the darkness of the tunnel and the mute crowd around us. Suddenly, a light flickered up above, forming an arrow pointing to an exit door. After the longest fifteen minutes in my life, we found our way out into the morning sun in the crowded amusement park. Everyone in our group erupted in smiles and sighs of relief. “I thought we’d…
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HELP
“Grandma, why did you do that?” Embarrassment sent heat to my face and punched me in the pit of my stomach. “What?” she responded. “I just wanted to look at the baby.” “You can’t just stop a stranger in a store to look at her baby and then tell her that her baby looks interesting!” I tried to reason with her. “Well, I was just being honest,” she declared “You know newborns are ugly and I didn’t want to be rude!” “But grandma, you need to be careful with what you say,” I pleaded. “Remember yesterday?” “How was I supposed to know that the gentleman at the restaurant was having…
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Are You a Back Seat Rider?
“Tell me another story Gigi!” the girls asked with praying hands. One of the things they enjoyed the most was getting tucked into bed by one of their grandmothers and hearing stories about their mom and dad as children. “Your mom always wanted to ride in the front seat,” my mother said as she settled in the sofa. “This was before seat belts or car seats.” The girls covered their open mouths with their little hands. “She urged your granddad to pass all the cars because she wanted to get to our destination quickly. And she never stopped asking “Are we there yet? How much longer?” My youngest one shook…
