A HAPPY DAY — by Steve Nadis
A Happy Day? I’m sure you’re wondering, where’s the edge? Where’s the twist? Where’s the irony? But there is none. Today is my daughter’s birthday party, which is a happy event in itself. But yesterday, I took her to the doctor’s office to have her fractured arm checked out. For weeks, during the hottest part of the summer, the poor girl has, with little complaint, been wearing the modern-day equivalent of a cast, unable to swim or do most activities other than walking. The doctor removed the cast, saying she doesn’t need it anymore. I was amazed at how happy I felt during the rest of the day. I could barely contain myself. I felt so good, in fact, that it made me wonder whether I’m depressed most of the time. I felt so good, in fact, that I didn’t mind losing two handball games to my regular partner, someone I tend to beat, more often than not. So I guess there MUST be something wrong with me. But I don’t care; I still feel good.
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OK, call me a Pollyanna, but I love this kind of thing. Knowing that your daughter will have happier days without a cast on her arm eclipsed the typical daily grumbles. Sometimes the best things that happen to us really happen to other people.
You’re right, Daphne. For a brief while I was able to transcend the “daily grumbles,” which was great. But now I’m back to grumbling. I can’t believe I lost that game…
SMILE ,, tommorow too.
What a great birthday present, congrats to the daughter. And Snake, just remember, if it had been Sudokuball, you would have beaten your partner.
Good advice, Z. And Doc, the more I hear about this game, the more I like it!
What a brave little trooper to have to go through summer holidays with a cast. Happy Birthday to your daughter Snake!
(And seeing that I’m commenting a day late… Happy Vacationing as well)!