Friday, July 17, 2015

Hard times

Our city is still reeling from yesterday’s horror. So many questions and so few answers. We can only honor the Marines and hold fast to their grieving families. And we can try to start the healing process for all of us.
Did you read about the visit to the White House this morning by the oldest living veteran? She’s a 110-year-old woman who enlisted in the Women’s Army Corps in 1943 at age 38, and drove a jeep for the Army. She was to be given a special t-shirt to wear. Her granddaughter said: "It was supposed to be a short sleeve shirt. But we decided to give her a blouse, she's going to have her arms covered up because she says she doesn't have 'Michelle Obama arms' so she cannot go in there short sleeves on, she said that's not happening." You have to love this feisty old broad!
Something amazing happened last night. I slept straight through the night. Not even one potty break or wake-up because of pain. I realize that “normal” people do this all the time, but I can’t remember the last time it happened to me.

1 comment:

Bev Sykes said...

Oh Ir treasure nights like that...they happen so seldom!