You know I’m a creature of habit and structure and routine. So when I sat down to look at some microfilm yesterday I was not happy to suddenly realize that my nose was bleeding and I would have to leave the library. I don’t like drama. Not a big fan of unusual events. For most of my childhood anything “exciting” was very, very negative and usually ended up with someone in the hospital or jail. But I’ve learned to be calmer in my old age, and lately I’ve been a little more accepting of this new malady of mine. So I didn’t panic. I drove to Durant and did a quick assessment of whether I needed to go to the clinic or drive home. Opted for going home, and by the time I got there my nose was fine. Took my blood pressure. Also fine, at least for me. I’m sure that 155/75 would make some people panic! LOL Rested and did a little reading until Gary got home. I know many of you will understand that I always feel safer once he is home!
I was also anxious to discuss my reading with Gary. He is one of the few people who share my serious interests in local history. Many people are very interested in their own families and local events, but when I start talking about general topics like the impact of slavery on the local Indian missions or the cultural changes brought about by the translation of the Bible into Choctaw, their eyes glaze over. It’s okay. I understand. Anyway, I wanted to share with him that I found an entry in the Bennington records about a man who found it difficult to carry on with his Christian duties during the war. He’s talking about the Civil War! How intriguing to think about the Civil War in terms of a local person who spent two years afterward trying to repent and return to the fellowship of his church.
The rest of my thoughts are scattered this morning. My daughter is having an MRI to determine the cause of her back pain. I have an appointment to have my foot examined again. Two of my friends are having some health problems and awaiting some answers. Too much excitement…
But today is the last day of February and a reminder that spring is on its way. That’s the kind of excitement I can celebrate!