
Having trouble making the right words fit. More often than not, the words usually flow easily for me. It’s what I do.
So, to start with, Columbia, despite those who feel otherwise, has a lot of great, caring people, who will do anything to help out, even if you don’t ask. I am blessed with so many friends and I am very thankful for that.
I am also the type of person, who doesn’t wear their emotions on their sleeve, most of the time. If I need to cry, I try to do it in the private of my own apartment. If I need to show my frustration, I’d rather do it in the private of my own apartment. I can go to a game and not show much emotion, but I will tell you its eating away at me inside.
So this morning, I am truly blessed to have so many great friends and was extremely surprised and touched when at the Daily Grind, my friends gave me a scooter to help me get around our great town.
I had no idea and it’s usually pretty hard to keep a secret from me, but the regulars at the Daily Grind and others did just that.
I’ve been walking with the aide of a walker ever since I started therapy at the Columbia Health Center last fall. I like to walk, but the conditions of the streets and sidewalks in our town, at times, make it extremely difficult to get around. But I trudge on and on.
I don’t who all was involved with this, but I will thank them as one and individually.
I didn’t show a lot of emotion down there this morning because I was so overwhelmed and stunned that people would do this for me. That came when I got home.
Thanks much to my friends and thanks for being able to live in a great town with so many caring people.