With my life long lack of physical prowess , it is with despair I faced getting from one place to another . Long plane rides always had me looking for either a pharmacy or a doctor . It was not fun.
Even as old as I am, recuperation from a journey takes a long time. While I sit and write, my body cooperates . So it was with joy I punched a few keys to find that I can post on my small tablet and even access my media library. Modern technology? Large miracle for me! Made me feel like a genius!
I only traveled with one steno notebook because of limited baggage. I have found some things I wish to share while I wait for my sons to do what they consider necessary this week. I overheard one of them explain their talents in construction work because they were encouraged to build and practise while growing up.
Never was there large areas for this but they were never restricted other than by our insistence on reading , learning and safety cautions with power tools . Safety rules were a must. Then go to it.
My sons are good teachers. My grands abide by the same rules according to their talents. It is with joy I see this.
I am with my granddaughter for the next few days and I will post when I come across something I wish to share . It is a time of recouping as well as reading family sagas . Easy to do on my tablet. Hitting the floor with excitement as I remember doing is in my memory bank . As I am cautioned time and again, establish myself before that first step. Else I go airborne across the room!
It is still my blessed world. The best of all worlds. It is with interest that we are watched. Our behavior determines much. I pray that it says what is good about us.
One response to “A Blessed World. . .”
Good to hear from you along your way on your journey.