Oh the Fall, Not Stupid at All … and, “That’s my nose!”

nanny1.jpgWednesday evening she fell. Nan got her back door unlocked and open. She then grabbed a few things and started up the steps into her home. On the way up into the house she missed a step – could have been the first, maybe the second. She took a hard tumble and began to shout for help. Her legs just would not work right. Nan crawled her 92 year old body to the front of the driveway and solicited the help of a neighbor. Thank God for neighbors.

Patty and I rushed to the hospital to hear Nan repeatedly say, “That was so stupid.” Now you may have read here a couple of weeks ago where I walked right into a sliding glass door. Now that may have been stupid. We all have missed steps. Not everyone has walked into a glass door!

I thought to myself how we interpret events. Nan, at 92, is anything but stupid.

A couple of days later I took this photo sitting next to her in her room. There it was. I never noticed it before. Children make fun of  how others look. Sometimes we do this to feel better about our own flaws. Other times we are just plain mean. I have a distinct nose. Not like my late Uncle Dick. But, distinct in its own way. Our oldest daughter shares this feature and wears it quite beautifully. Looking at my Nan sleeping there it was, “That’s my nose!”

Sure this is quite silly. But reflecting on her life and the imprint she and my late “Big Paw” have made on me it was nice to think of one more way God connected us.

Pray for my Nan. She is doing better. She did break/fracture her pelvis and the road ahead will be long. But, she is quite the determined one and who knows, she may feel like making her famous cole slaw, peach cobbler or dressing by Christmas.

About the Author
Husband to Patty. Daddy to Kimberly and Tommie. Grandpa Doc to Cohen, Max, Fox, and Marlee. Pastor to Snow Hill Baptist Church. Graduate of Oklahoma Baptist University and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. Reading. Photography. Golf. Colorado. Jeeping. Friend. The views and opinions expressed here are my own and should not be construed as representing the corporate views of the church I pastor.