I’m still processing everything that’s happened over the last five days.
As mentioned last week, I went to see my parents in a whole ‘nuther state… and country. From me, I mean.
One of them is living in a rehab hospital at the moment. That’s Dad.
The other is living in an adorable cottage-like condo. That’s Mom. And it’s where I stayed.
My trip now feels — at least from this side of the journey — like sacred ground. It was a tender journey that made my insides all jiggly. I’m not really ready to talk about it. I may be later… or maybe not. I haven’t decided yet.
But… there was something extraordinary that I must share. Something silly and wonderful and packed with a big lesson for us self-helpers. Or should that be “we” self-helpers? No, on second thought… don’t think so. But I digress.
My dad is a spectacular wood-carver. These photos are not his work. They are the work of his friend. That’s Gene.
As you can clearly see, there is a mule and a hummingbird. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Here’s what happened.
Gene walked in. Dad said, “Oh, I see you’ve brought some of your work.”
Gene handed me a hummingbird… the one above.
“What is this?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“A hummingbird, obviously,” I said, smiling.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“No, not now,” I said, with a chuckle.
“Flip it over,” he said.
And there was the silhouette of the mule.
“Turn him around,” he said.
And the featured photo… a mule in mid-bray… greeted me.
What a delightful surprise!
We all chatted a bit longer and I knew I needed photos. So, here they are!
Perception is a funny thing. At least in this case — and I do mean literally. 🙂
Just something to think about.
I will be back with my regularly-scheduled bookfare and such tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy Gene’s work. It makes me smile.