Saturday, April 24, 2010

About Two Stories High

I also have a few more stories from when I lived at Peg's;

The trip to the store that I took with her kids is one. Peg had given me a list of groceries to grab while we were there. On the list were a few different things, but I remember the cereal. Peg had told her kids to listen to Auntie Mer and I was the boss. They all agreed. We were on the cereal isle and I said, "OK guys choose some cereal." I wasn't thinking, each of the three children grabbed a different kind. I said, "We can only get one kind. You guys need to compromise and pick just one type of cereal." Without skipping a beat her three year old son sweetly and very matter of fact said, "OK I'll compromise. We'll get the one I chose." Laughter rang from all our mouths, and we "compromised" on the kind James wanted.

Another story has been skewed by my perception. One day we were having a lunch of Ramen noodles. Back then when I did anything, I had sudden and abrupt spasms all over, but especially in my hands. This was embarrassing and maddening to me. As I went to take a bite my arm spasmed and I knocked my noodles on the floor. I don't remember what was said, but Peg flew in a rage, threw something heavy into the sink, breaking dishes and informed me, I was cleaning it up. I was dumbfounded. I couldn't get out of my wheelchair and down on the floor without help. Let alone grab those tiny little noodles, but she was serious. Either Peg or Jim, I can't remember which one helped me to the floor. Then I spent a very long time crying and trying to pick up those noodles.

A mans wisdom gives him patience; it is to his glory to over look an offense.
Proverbs 19:11


I am blessed
Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce

No comments:

Post a Comment