For the past two years,
as I’ve hinted at here a few times during the wait, I’ve been in a limbo of
sorts, not knowing what my future would be looking like. There were questions that needed to be
answered, forms that needed to be completed, things that had to be said, and
not least of all simply enduring the daily anxiety of not knowing how my chips
would fall.
I found out today that
they fell, and just the way I’d hoped and prayed that they would. I can breathe again, and smile, and
sing! I can’t dance, but I was never
able to do that with my two left feet, so there’s no loss there. All I need to complete the picture of
happiness is my scooter back from the shop.
Meanwhile, here I am in a celebratory mood channeling the spirit of Tiny
Tim and just generally breathing a sigh of relief that’s likely to make the
whole east coast a few degrees warmer.
To those of you who
might’ve prayed for me during the time that my life was essentially on hold, I
thank you from the bottom of my heart for remembering me to the Almighty. God is good! Life is good!
My ukulele playing is
decidedly okay for now. Although I
purchased the little thing on impulse when I was in high school I never really
tried to learn it, though I’d played the guitar on and off since elementary
school (and the accordion, and the tuba). There’s an upcoming “Island
Party” in the Fall to which I’ve been invited, and never one to just sit back
and enjoy the show without being a part of it, I decided that a bit of
entertainment would be in order. I’m
having a lot of fun in learning to play the little thing.
I can see it now in the
not too distant future... My scooter on
its kickstand in a public place somewhere with this goofy looking guy playing a
ukulele nearby. I won’t expect much
change to be thrown my way; the uke’s gig bag is quite small. Thank heaven my spirit of mirth will be a
lot larger. There are good days ahead, thank God!
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