I’m on the front porch watching the cows in the pasture when I notice one standing quietly in the shade of a big cedar tree. I suddenly realize now that it’s two cows standing very closely together. I squint to focus my eyes and suddenly one cow disappears. So I focus in on a fence post and the same thing happens, one post than two, then one again. I’m so stunned; I’ve never had trouble seeing before. So I’m off to see the eye Doctor, and after a few tests he informs me that I need glasses. “No way” I annoyingly and might I add disgustingly yell out. “Cha’ you’re lucky, usually this happens at a much younger age” he tries to calm me. “My age” I once again annoyingly and disgustingly yell out. I suppose at this point I realized the Doctor is desperately trying to handle the moment as delicately as possible so I attempt to be somewhat calmer. After explaining that I don’t want the responsibility of wearing glasses and keeping up with their location at all times, he suggest contacts. “Contacts sound better; I think I can do contacts.” I muster with a still reluctant disgusted quiver in my voice. Inside I’m still a little angry about the age remark, but the man is trying to offer options. So after about two weeks the call comes and I’m off to pick up my new contacts. Surprisingly I have no trouble with the putting them in and taking them out test and Doc tells me to try them for a couple of weeks and then he’ll test my vision again. The next morning I spend five hours trying to get them in and later that night about two hours getting them out. “I’ve just got to practice” I tell myself “you can do this” after all I’m not too “old” to learn something new! Ok I’m getting a lot better and it’s been about a month now so at “My age” I can learn new tricks.
Our Son Chasin came home from Korea in August after a little over a year and it was wonderful to have him home again. We had a great visit and about two weeks into his visit Chasin’s best friend since kindergarten came in from Kansas for five days. I must admit it was so much fun to have Chasin and Mathew home again after all these years.
They were quite the pair growing up together and getting into trouble on regular occasions. They were in and out of the house during their visit but always back in time to eat. Mathew went home on Sunday and Chasin left for his assignment in Georgia on Monday.
After the dust settled and the quiet of just Miss Teena and I returned I realized how tired I was, those boys were a handful. How did I keep up with all that business when they were boys! And then those awful words the bad, mean Doctor spoke came back to bite me, that “age” remark. OK so maybe I am a little older and maybe I do need contacts but on a good day I could still take on both those boys with one arm tied behind my back. I think I’ll just take a nap now and rest up before their next visit!
Sharing the Journey