Lighten Up
I was staring out the window of my car looking at the 18 inches of snow covering most of the landscape these days when a memory waved it's hand to get my attention from the cobwebbed recesses of the mass of cells I hesitatingly call a brain.Remember walking on snow that had a crust on it. If you walked just right.... flat footed it was like walking on water, frozen water. Sometimes you'd hit spot that was weak and you'd crunch down through the crust. If you angled your heel just right you could crunch through on purpose that way. As a kid I remember having races to see who could swiftly, yet lightly traverse the farthest without breaking through.
When the snow had thinner layer I'd watch our dog Pepper out the window as she would wander around the yard and occasionally one of her paws would break through. She always had such a questioning look on her face. Pepper was the best dog that ever lived. My mom taught her to play dead and then modified the command so that she would fall over when asked "what would you rather be then a democrat?" Of course all you really had to say was "what would" and she'd be on her side, tail thumping. Eventually mom got her to stop wagging the tail. I miss my mom.
I'm at the age where a good number of friends are watching their parents decline physically and they ask for prayers for physical health for continued years. Those requests sometimes crush my heart as they cause me to think of my mom and wonder sometimes why God leaves the victims of mental deterioration on earth. Heaven awaits....
Maybe if I lay down on the snow and spread my body weight out I can crawl across without breaking through.
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