We walked into Miller Brothers’ Creamery last night at 4:55, not realizing that they close at 5 o’clock. Quickly, we got to the business of ordering ice cream to bring to the tackle shop to share with John. One more customer snuck in behind us, looking for two scoops of chocolate ice cream. Irene, the 89-year-old store owner, lifted her right arm with a bright pink cast on it, and politely asked him to wait his turn, as she would not be able to scoop his ice cream. I smiled at Irene, held up my purple-casted right arm and said, “We’re twins!”
While the gal scooped our ice cream, Irene and I proceeded to commiserate about being right-handed with casted right arms. Left-handed eating, teeth-brushing, face-washing, showering, dressing, etc. We also shared how thankful we are that we have friends and family to help us.
As we left with our ice cream, I said goodbye to Irene, and she said, “Thanks for the laugh!” Walking out to the car, the kids asked me, “What did she mean by that, Mom?” I explained that knowing that someone else is going through what you are, and being able to laugh about it together, certainly does ease the burden. Reminds me of the quote my friend Rita just shared in her blog that I read yesterday:
“Friends multiply our joys and divide our sorrows.”
The last 11 days have been full of ups and downs, joys and sorrows. Thankfully, there have been a lot more ups than downs, thanks to the wonderful people that God has surrounded me with. I apologize in advance if I miss your name, but I specifically want to thank my mom, my dad, John, Joshua, Jordan Rose, my brother Rick, the roller rink manager Cheryl, the doctors and nurses I’ve seen, all of the K-Rock families, our waitress at Louie’s Ham, Rita and her friends, Laura who called and chatted and laughed this morning, and of course Ms. Irene from Miller Brothers’ Creamery. You have all multiplied my joy and divided my sorrow. Thanks for the laughs!