Saying 'Thanks' on a Bad Day!

 We've just celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving... and I even wrote a blog about it. It has been a busy time in our household... birthday celebrations, a bit of travel, thanksgiving with some of the family and missing the rest, plus the daily activities that hopefully keep us out of trouble. 

October 22/20 didn't seem to fit in those categories. It has been said that "life is the sum total of all experiences...", and for me, it was a 'dousie'! I wasn't sure if I should laugh or cry, but it happened... and as I said in my previous blog, it is a good practice to look for things we are thankful for, even in the bad times. So here's my list for that day.

I'm thankful for:

... the lady who drove to our rural location to cut our hair on the driveway, not once but twice, during this pandemic.

... the suggestion that I come to her small indoor salon in the city, located in a Seniors' apartment', now that the weather is looking more like winter.

... the GPS in my vehicle that helps and confirms my effort to arrive safely at an unfamiliar destination.

... the watchful eyes of my stylist who appeared at the door of my vehicle, parked across the street from the entrance, to give me an arm to hang on to as we cross the icy street.

... her offer to retrieve my 'forgotten' mask in my vehicle while I wait on the sidewalk and sturdy railing to the entrance of the building.

... the snow bank just behind me that cushioned my unexpected fall due to a fainting spell. I even had witnesses.

--- the city police constable who stopped to find out why a person was laying on the snowbank along with several persons gathered around her.

... the staff member who observed the commotion from her window and called 911 before coming outside to investigate.

... the professional and caring team in the ambulance who listened, suggested, advised, and tested every way they could think of, before concluding that there was no need to proceed to the nearest hospital. They were also very entertaining, and we had a number of 'chuckles' in the back of the ambulance.

... for the extra time that was given to complete the booked appointment, before I headed for home, with a thankful heart, and a head full of questions.

... my understanding husband who stopped his activity in his shop to drive me back to the city to retrieve my glasses and my hearing aides from my hairdresser. I didn't even miss them until I was almost at home. What was that all about?

... a good night of sleep, and only a few bruises, both physical and emotional. Still can't figure out how all that happened, especially when I had planned to do a bit of shopping in the city after my appointment. I probably saved some money too!

I have had this quote by my desk for many years, and I'm thinking it is also an appropriate reminder for me this week.

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