I can trip, fall or otherwise injure myself by simply breathing – not even moving. I can, I swear.
Did you know that Frannie means Free Woman – or even Free One? (Actually Francis means Free Man and Frances is the feminine form and Frannie is diminutive of Frances – ok so …) Well, although my name means Free in one form or another - I know that it does not indicate that I will be free from bruises.
I sometimes think they just jump up onto my skin and stick themselves there because I can not remember where they could come from. You would think that I might recall where/when I had managed to hit myself hard enough to gain a bruise the size of Texas … generally not so much.
However, the events of this morning, and the bruise that is certain to follow, I am certain I will recall for years to come.
Boy am I long winded this morning … I apologize!
So, after gettin’ up this mornin’, feeding the animals, startin’ the coffee and makin’ sure that the breakfast table was ready … I wandered upstairs to awaken the brood.
Never an easy task, even on the best of days; but I managed to get everyone up and about.
AngelBaby was a bit groggy, so I carried her downstairs … of course Little Miss was holding on to the back side of my pants … when suddenly I slipped and whooshed down the stairs.
Bum, hip, elbow, bum, hip, elbow – crash, bang – BOOM … head against the stairs. Ouch!
Now I did manage to keep AngelBaby in my arms and I didn’t crush poor Little Miss but I did manage to scare the beejesus out of everyone. Sweetie Pie came running and Heartbreaker snarled something about too much Drama and too many people in this house...
Anywho … I am a klutz. In the biggest way! But this bruise .. I am gonna remember.
And that migraine I have been complainin’ about … yea, it isn’t goin’ anywhere now.
Good night ... Frannie
(yes, I know it's 11am, but I need a nap!)
I firmly believe that in every situation, no matter how difficult, God extends grace greater than the hardship, and strength and peace of mind that can lead us to a place higher than where we were before. -Andy Griffith
The word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.