Life in Cayuga

 I’m at the age where I spend a lot of time in doctor’s waiting rooms.  I took my parents for years and now I’m taking me.  I’ve learned that doctors’ waiting rooms can be great entertainment!   Like today at the cardiologist.  There was a couple there in their 70s.  The man apparently had several tests scheduled and he told his wife, “I don’t give a damn what that doctor says, when I get home, I’m pouring myself a big stiff drink!  After today I’ve earned it!”  Can’t argue with that logic!   I took my father for a scan and I waited for about an hour for him to finish.  Everyone in the room was playing on a phone or a tablet, me included. Everyone, that is, except for one elderly man with a flip phone, on speaker.  He was yelling, his wife was yelling, and we all had a front row seat!  Everyone looked up when he yelled at her, “I can’t talk now, I’m at the doctor having that “THING” done!”   We all wondered what “thing” he...

 In my post about the Tractor Shed, I mentioned my grandfather, PopDaddy, going up the hill from the store to the house for his nap.  Every day, at about 1pm, he went home for a nap. He stayed about an hour and that hour was sacred!  We grandchildren learned at an early age not to disturb PopDaddy at nap time or there would be dire consequences! Unless someone had died or the store was on fire, you didn’t bother him during his nap!   As a child, I thought it was strange that a grown man took a nap every day. I fought naps like a tiger!  I did not want to go to sleep in the middle of the day!  It just didn’t make sense. I had things to do and a nap interfered with them!   As a younger adult, I still thought it strange.  You took an hour out of a productive day just to get a nap. I remember in the 1980’s and 1990’s the “Power Nap” fad.  I never went in for it because I usually had too much to do.   But, as an older adult, around the same a...

 This came up in my Facebook memories today.  It took place a few years ago but it still touches me every time I think about it.  “Sometimes it’s little things that give you the biggest blessing. Today I was eating lunch at CiCi’s pizza.  There was a young man with special needs cleaning and busing tables.  He stopped by my table and took my salad plate and before he turned to leave, he looked at me and said “You look very nice today.”   I was kind of taken aback, but I thanked him, and I realized that he was giving me a sincere, heartfelt compliment.  After that I watched him as he worked around the room, and at every table, he had something nice to say to everyone there.   The bishop of my church is always telling us to look for what he calls “glory sightings”, examples of God working through people.  This young man was a real glory sighting.  He had the light and love of Jesus in him and he was giving it to all of us.  Simple thi...