Sometimes a kick in the throat is a good thing. It can be a humbling reminder of where we belong in the world.
I often remember the dodge ball thrown at my face in third grade by Sister Francis Maureen. In today’s world, an eight year old getting destroyed by a nun in a playground game would be unheard of.
For me, it was great preparation of what life was about to bring.
“Don’t let the blood get on your uniform Mr. Shepley….”
I have been able to deal with defeat and grief because I didn’t get blood on my school tie.
Today’s quote is credited to Billy Shakes. Enjoy this beautiful late summer day. Christmas will be here before you know it.
…and don’t get any blood on your school uniform today.
