WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

Illustration by RoyAnn Carey
from O Drom coloring book

One never knows, really, what is going to happen next. One minute my daughter and I were biking back from the store. The next moment, I was lying on the pavement with a little boy leaning over me, asking if I was okay. I was not. He and his bike seemed unscathed by the collision.  I ended up with a hairline fracture in my right arm. 

I’ve been resting a lot more than usual and asking other family members to put the toothpaste on my toothbrush. They are happy to help.
A friend was happy to drive me to the grocery store. And once Keith got back from his research trip to Curacao, he was happy to pamper me. Its been an excellent opportunity to practice relaxing and asking for help. In God's economy, nothing is wasted, not even an unexpected fall.

Mary VanRheenen