I am typing with one hand today after having experienced one of Life’s Little Moments yesterday. My left arm is in a sling.
We were leaving the home of some new friends last night and silly me slipped on the muddy ground outside. Funny how everything seems to move in slo-mo at times like that, I remember thinking, as I was on my way to a very ungraceful face plant, that this couldn’t possibly be happening. But it did and I landed on my shoulder, bruising it quite badly. Also got a skinned knee and scraped up hand. Thank God for friends and family who picked me up and prayed for me right then and there!
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep much last night. I think the Lazy Boy in the family room will be my friend today.
And I won’t be writing.
But reading . . . now there’s an idea.