Gratitude Friday Five

It’s Friday evening, but still Friday enough for a Friday post.

I spent all of Thursday at a hospital with my youngest son who was having a biopsy. In difficult circumstances, I am grateful for bits of humor.  Here goes:

  1. When my son woke up from surgery, he said two things: “Mommy?” and when he remembered Daddy took him to the hospital “Toys R Us?”
  2. More than one nurse assumed I was a single dad because my wife stayed home to take care of our other son.
  3. In the waiting room, I said “I better move this coffee so I don’t spill it.”  In doing so, I made a huge mess by spilling my coffee.
  4. The hospital was so new that Google Maps street view showed it as just beams and girders.
  5. In the surgical waiting room, someone thought it was a good idea to watch “1,000 Ways to Die” on the television.

Little guy pulled through the surgery well.  Still waiting on test results.

DeVos Children's Hospital Pedestrian Bridge

Gratitude Friday

Is it Friday again?  Already?  Seems like I was writing the last post just a few minutes ago.

It’s been a gratitude-challenged week, but here goes.

  1. Life and liberty.  Gotta start somewhere.
  2. My seven year old son likes to read books to himself to help fall asleep.  And he is adamant that he must be alone.  “Go away Daddy” never sounded so great.
  3. I’m listening to the late great SRV as I write this.
  4. Writing muse has continued to be generous.  Several lit mag submissions out this week.  Not getting much positive feedback, but that’s part of the grind.
  5. As we approach the warmer months, the days are longer.  Daylight is good.  Though it’s hard to tell otherwise this is April.  Snow again today.

 

Stevie Ray and the Austin Skyline; 2011

Stevie Ray and the Austin Skyline; 2011 (Photo credit: Visualist Images)