Getting through our wedding anniversary yesterday gave me the blues. The more people told me what a great guy Bob was made me even sadder. I could have stayed home and been sad, but that’s not what I did.
My little video tells how I helped cheer myself up.
I’m already looking forward to the next BINGO outing.
I hope more friends who live close decide to join us in St. John the Baptist school gym on December 15 at 1. Bingo is the first and third Wednesday of the month. It’s free unless you add to the freewill donation bucket.
Last weekend, Facebook birthday greetings abounded. Too many to count. Beyond digital wishes, the USPS brought me real cards. (I don’t know how column readers remember the date.) A few old chums took me to lunch. I’m grateful to all who noted my special day.
The crazy thing is this mail delivery had nothing to do with my birthday. It came out of the blue and touched my heart.
Miranda Paul and I have been friends for many years but haven’t been able to get together for some time. Her note thanked me! “Thank you for your column and being such a consistent example of reflection and inspiration….” My word! I never thought of myself like that. I just plunk away at bits and pieces of life. Now I have something to live up to.