Having had a very long summer thus far with my surgery and my never-ending problems with my feet, I can kinda sympathize and understand where you are at. I'm facing more surgery on my feet again soon. Know that you are in our hearts and thoughts and prayers.
Someone e-mailed me this joke this evening and had to share it. It's just sooooo cute.
Hugs and healing thoughts for you Lyn.
AN OLD MAN WAS GROCERY SHOPPING WITH HIS GRANDSON.. THE TODDLER WAS CRYING AND AT TIMES SCREAMING AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS.
AS THE OLD GENTLEMAN WALKED UP AND DOWN THE AISLES, PEOPLE COULD HEAR HIM SPEAKING IN A SOFT VOICE...
"WE ARE ALMOST DONE, ALBERT...
TRY NOT TO CRY, ALBERT..
LIFE WILL GET BETTER, ALBERT..."
AS HE APPROACHED THE CHECKOUT STAND, HE CAREFULLY BRUSHED THE TODDLER'S TEARS FROM HIS EYES AND SAID AGAIN,
"TRY NOT TO CRY, ALBERT...
WE WILL BE HOME SOON, ALBERT..."
AS HE WAS PAYING THE CASHIER, THE TODDLER CONTINUED TO CRY AS A YOUNG WOMAN IN LINE BEHIND HIM SAID, "SIR, I THINK IT IS WONDERFUL HOW SWEET YOU ARE BEING TO YOUR LITTLE ALBERT."
THE OLD GENTLEMAN BLINKED HIS EYES A COUPLE OF TIMES BEFORE SAYING, "MISS, MY GRANDSON'S NAME IS JOHN.
Thou shalt smile and have a nice day. It frustrates those who have other plans for thee.
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