Angel

Setting in my chair this evening watching the snow fall still. Mom and I had a bowl of cabbage and potato soup. Dishes in the dish washer. A knock at the door. Neither of us were expecting anyone. 

A fellow asked if we needed anything shoveled. I was having problems speaking and the fellow was patient and waited until words returned to me. I said that the ramp was important. He went to his truck, pulled out a snow shovel and went to work. 

I wanted to talk with him and see what I could learn from him. He told me that he was driving home, saw the wheelchair ramp covered with snow. “Saw the ramp and all the snow. Just wanted to do something.” We talked more and learned a bit more from each other.

In a brief period of time. He had cleared the ramp, out to the mailbox and half of the driveway.  I offered him twenty dollars  and he remarked “I did this for you.” 

He gave me a big bear hug and said “Take care brother.” 

Be careful when someone knocks on your door. It could be an angel sent for you.

Amen.


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Author: dpeter19

Realizing that each day is a singular event or part of the connections from birth to death. How do we connect with each other? How do we connect to our past, both individual and collective? And the sharing of our stories - the connective fiber - brings us to a closer connection. These are my stories. They connect my days.

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