Knocked the wind right out of my sails . . .

This is one of those things that I had to process. I just couldn’t write it out right away. It was two weeks ago on Sunday.

Let me just say, it was really icy out.

Remember, too, I did break my leg this summer and am beginning to walk with more confidence--I thought.

And did I mention that it was really icy—the parking lot, the sidewalks, everywhere ice!

I walked into the ladies washroom at church and was met by Peggy—4 years younger than me, I think.

She said, “I saw Bob [my hubby] walking in today [outfitted in his orange parking lot attendant vest] and thought, ‘Isn’t that nice of him to help that little old lady walk in and then I realized it was you.’”