My Dad's Basement Shelves

 

A few days ago, Mom asked me to replace a screw in her mailbox door. I looked around on the ground near the curbside mailbox for the screw and the screw nut, but couldn't find them. Mom reminded me of Dad's shelves in the basement, where he diligently organized his stuff. He could fix just about anything. He was neat with his basement stuff and always put stuff  back where he could find it. He could describe exactly the place in the basement where I could find whatever he stored. This is a pic of one of the shelves. I became nostalgic as I picked through Dad's old jelly jars. I could almost hear him say in a soft voice, "Not that one, Sis. The screws in that jar are too small for this job."  I smiled. Dad went to glory in 1999, but I can still remember the gentleness in his tone when he taught me life skills. I found the screw and the screw nut and fixed the mailbox door. Thanks, Dad.

Sylvia

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Try Not To Get It In Too Fast!

 I thought I still had it all going on like in this video, but this week my body reminded me that pulled muscles aren't as forgiving in the 6th decade of life as they were in the 3rd decade of life. A little rest and lots of ointment will put this author back in the game. LOL!

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For Crying Out Loud

 While driving, I listened to a talk radio station caller. Due to the Covid-19 crisis, she hasn't had a paycheck in about 2 weeks. The safety precautions (social distancing, outdoor seating, limited amount of customers allowed, etc., at her restaurant job make it impossible for her employer to keep the restaurant open and pay employees. Her boss may lose the business. The caller's husband is on disability. This woman is running out of money to pay bills. She doesn't want to ask family for help, because most people around her are involved in their own pandemic struggles. The talk show host encouraged the caller to let family members know her plight so they can offer what assistance they can. The caller's voice broke when she said softly, "I'll ask my Mom." In my car, I prayed for her out loud through my tears. I don't cry easily. I understood why she didn't want to ask for help. I can be like that. Sometimes, we do the best we can, but we still need help. In faith, I turn to God, but my tears weren't for me that day. They were for the caller, as was the prayer.  Be kind, and please VOTE today.

Sylvia

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