A Calamity of Missed Steps!

     My grandchildren live in Boston. I love Boston, and surrounding areas. The only thing is Boston has winter, and that is a big deal breaker. However I venture up several times a year and they haul the babies ( young men ) down south a couple times. When they were little, we were up there all the time, or Boston Barons in Atlanta. Now the boys are young men, and in every activity known to man. School and sports, are there nirvana for the moment, so it seems we don't see them as often. Social media, keeps us connected but there is something lost in translation.
    January is their birthdays, and we try to, despite the cold, go see the loves. This January was planned and I was packed to go. I just needed to go grab some birthday gifts for the boys, who have everything! I picked up my purse ( that I love and weighs twenty pounds) and the recycle bin, and out the back door I went. Then I was laying on top of the recycled materials on the concrete garage floor. My favorite purse, under my car and my cell phone within reach. I had missed a step! One step, that I use daily. and my foot is facing the other direction. This is the same thing that happened four years ago in January, in Boston, missed a step and broke my leg. So, of course, I was out of my mind with fear. The pain was bad, but not nearly as, pounding in my heart. was the fear. I called Hart to come get me, and  laid still. I felt like I could moved my knees, so that was a good sign. I called Hart back, and said, I think I can make it inside, and I will keep you in my pain loop. I crawled inside, sat in the kitchen, and watched my foot turn, black, green, yellow and red. The size had doubled and I knew I was cooked. There would be no trip for me this January to Boston, and for this Uma, that was worse than a broken foot. Bill came home, and took me to the pretend Emergency Room, Urgent Care, I just wanted a quick xray. So they told me, what I knew, it was broken and I needed to see my Orthopedic surgeon. ( The fact that I have one, tells you all you need to know)
    I knew my Bill would want to take care of me, but He had to go see the kids. These things are important for little children and big children too. I had Emma and Hart and Nicole( new Baron soon-to-be) Things would be OK.
  And they were until Emma missed the same step I had, the next day. Now we were two pitiful hurt people, with animals that need attention! We hunkered down with meds and the clicker, crutches and boots all over the den. We laughed until we cried, you can not make this misfortune up. ( Emma was taking out the trash also)
 A few days have passed, and we are marching a little slower, but  our twist of fate, seems to be turning. I hope so.Life is so full of turns, you have to be ready for the good and the bad. Cursing with a delightful attitude, is important.
  Even when you are super careful, there can be a missed step.
  Thank you Boston and New Hampshire Barons for taking care of dad, Adrian and Finn, Uma has something in the mail for you. I love you more then football! Emma, Hart and Nicole, thank you for being sweet ( Hart I do not have bird bones!) and having food and flowers around the clock.
 The sun is shinning, its all good.