Bacon saves the day! A Thanksgiving Story.
Happy Thanksgiving! This is a day like any other for us in Indonesia - Sean went in to the office and we'll be doing English Club later today. (The girls and I are taking the day off from school, though.) We'll have our big Thanksgiving meal on Saturday with a large group of friends - most of whom aren't even American! I love that about our missionary life - friends from all over the world who will willingly join us for our own traditions as though we were family. We ARE family, actually. I'm thankful for them, these Dutch and Swiss and Indonesian and British and American friends who help make the holidays special despite the fact that we can't be with our families back home. It helps, ya know, having each other.
Maddie was up early this morning and wanted to join Sean and I on our morning walk. She was excited to practice riding her bike. Sean has raised her training wheels so she's a little wobbly but she had a great time...until I challenged her to a race home. I was running alongside her when her wobbly little bike veered into my path. Folks, once my balance is thrown off there ain't nuthin' gonna stop me, especially when I'm running pell-mell down the street. So, I tumbled to the ground (ever-so-slowly according to Sean but it felt fast enough to me) and Maddie proceeded to wobble and veer a few more yards until she went off the road and crashed into the ditch. Sean got to watch the whole awesome thing unfold from behind us and a neighbor giving his kid a ride on the motorbike got to see it from the front.
I did not want to get up off that wretched pavement anytime soon but Sean was hollering at me to get out of the way of the oncoming scooter. Oh, it hurt. It hurt so bad. But I got up because the only thing more embarrassing than oncoming traffic getting to watch me tumble, crash, and bounce off the asphalt was the thought of them actually having to stop and help me up.
Not only is my the top layer of skin on my leg destroyed by my morning fall but the rest of my body is aching and feeling very old and creaky. I have unashamedly managed to turn this one little fall into a major life event - "I fell, oh, I fell so hard on the hard, hard asphalt and that asphalt was hard. And my leg? It hurts. And my back and my neck? They hurt also and I think I won't be able to walk without a limp for the rest of my miserable days and...what was I thinking running like that anyway? I have no business trying to run. None! Oh! It just hurts all over! Did you hear that I FELL ON THE VERY SOLID AND HARD PAVEMENT IN THE EARLY MORNING? Would you like to see the huge scab on my leg? I fell. It hurt. It still hurts."
By the way, Maddie is totally fine.
I worked up the strength to limp inside, wash the ditch slime off of Maddie's leg and dig the gravel out of my own leg and then fix us a special treat on this Thanksgiving Day - we had real bacon, fried eggs, and toast for breakfast! Pork products are hard to come by in this country and I've yet to see any pork bacon in this city, though we can find beef bacon sometimes. (ew.) Mom sent a package with precooked bacon in it and....wow! What a huge treat.
I just might survive.
Today, I am thankful for BACON. Doesn't matter how your day started, bacon will fix ya right up.
Happy Thanksgiving! May you really, truly, have a wonderful day - don't forget to take the time to really remember all that you have been blessed with. God has been good to us, hasn't He? (Yes, He has. He invented Bacon, for Pete's sake. He loves us very much and blesses us more than we deserve.)
By the way, I had this really terrible fall this morning. Have I mentioned that? Bacon helped.....
but it still hurts.
Maddie was up early this morning and wanted to join Sean and I on our morning walk. She was excited to practice riding her bike. Sean has raised her training wheels so she's a little wobbly but she had a great time...until I challenged her to a race home. I was running alongside her when her wobbly little bike veered into my path. Folks, once my balance is thrown off there ain't nuthin' gonna stop me, especially when I'm running pell-mell down the street. So, I tumbled to the ground (ever-so-slowly according to Sean but it felt fast enough to me) and Maddie proceeded to wobble and veer a few more yards until she went off the road and crashed into the ditch. Sean got to watch the whole awesome thing unfold from behind us and a neighbor giving his kid a ride on the motorbike got to see it from the front.
I did not want to get up off that wretched pavement anytime soon but Sean was hollering at me to get out of the way of the oncoming scooter. Oh, it hurt. It hurt so bad. But I got up because the only thing more embarrassing than oncoming traffic getting to watch me tumble, crash, and bounce off the asphalt was the thought of them actually having to stop and help me up.
Not only is my the top layer of skin on my leg destroyed by my morning fall but the rest of my body is aching and feeling very old and creaky. I have unashamedly managed to turn this one little fall into a major life event - "I fell, oh, I fell so hard on the hard, hard asphalt and that asphalt was hard. And my leg? It hurts. And my back and my neck? They hurt also and I think I won't be able to walk without a limp for the rest of my miserable days and...what was I thinking running like that anyway? I have no business trying to run. None! Oh! It just hurts all over! Did you hear that I FELL ON THE VERY SOLID AND HARD PAVEMENT IN THE EARLY MORNING? Would you like to see the huge scab on my leg? I fell. It hurt. It still hurts."
By the way, Maddie is totally fine.
I worked up the strength to limp inside, wash the ditch slime off of Maddie's leg and dig the gravel out of my own leg and then fix us a special treat on this Thanksgiving Day - we had real bacon, fried eggs, and toast for breakfast! Pork products are hard to come by in this country and I've yet to see any pork bacon in this city, though we can find beef bacon sometimes. (ew.) Mom sent a package with precooked bacon in it and....wow! What a huge treat.
I just might survive.
Today, I am thankful for BACON. Doesn't matter how your day started, bacon will fix ya right up.
Happy Thanksgiving! May you really, truly, have a wonderful day - don't forget to take the time to really remember all that you have been blessed with. God has been good to us, hasn't He? (Yes, He has. He invented Bacon, for Pete's sake. He loves us very much and blesses us more than we deserve.)
By the way, I had this really terrible fall this morning. Have I mentioned that? Bacon helped.....
but it still hurts.
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