A year ago today, in just about 60 minutes from now, I hit a patch of black ice while I was out having my morning walk, fell, and fractured my shoulder in two places and sprung a few ribs. I ended up with several new things:
A great appreciation for being able to get up again. There was no one else around, and probably wouldn't have been for some time.
A feeling of invisibility. I was 8/10ths of a mile from home, in a place where we had lived for over five years, and no one passing by me as I was staggering along to get back to the house stopped to ask me if I was OK. I can't blame them - I'm sure I looked like I was drunk or high or something. I got a whole new appreciation for not assuming or judging anything by appearances.
It's 7:45 a.m. now - and time for me to head out for my walk. It seems very important that I don't delay it to finish this WUP post for some reason, so I won't. This pondering has to be transferred from the iBook to the street, then back again later.
A great appreciation for being able to get up again. There was no one else around, and probably wouldn't have been for some time.
A feeling of invisibility. I was 8/10ths of a mile from home, in a place where we had lived for over five years, and no one passing by me as I was staggering along to get back to the house stopped to ask me if I was OK. I can't blame them - I'm sure I looked like I was drunk or high or something. I got a whole new appreciation for not assuming or judging anything by appearances.
It's 7:45 a.m. now - and time for me to head out for my walk. It seems very important that I don't delay it to finish this WUP post for some reason, so I won't. This pondering has to be transferred from the iBook to the street, then back again later.
