My, it’s weird how things can change in a year’s time. One year ago today I was visiting my best friend, AZ, in Phoenix. I had rented a Harley and we saddled up and went for ride to Sedona, Arizona. Within that year, my best friend bought a house and moved (still in Phoenix), and I broke my leg. On the bright side, his “condition” is permanent, while mine is temporary (or better be!)
I can remember that trip as if it were yesterday. The scenery was gorgeous. The ride was fun. The roads were great. The weather was perfect. What I recall the best, of course, is the fun I had with my best buddy, and his warm charm, smiles, and delightful way of making you feel good about yourself and life, in general. He has that way about him — a unique gift that makes everyone around him feel great.
Today, I sit at home with my leg propped up, still, and I am not able to walk. I couldn’t ride a bike if I wanted to. I am uncomfortable, cranky, and longing to get out of the hole in which I am stuck, albeit temporarily. I look out the window at mountains of snow in my yard. We still have at least two feet of snow in the yard from the back-to-back attacks of Snowzilla we endured not that long ago.
Instead of dwelling on my desire to be out of this predicament and be anywhere — ANYWHERE — else in two boots on two feet, I close my eyes and think of the long weekend that I spent with my best buddy, a wonderful host, and my best friend. Those memories bring serenity and smiles.
This is yet another reason why my partner likes AZ so much — because try as he might to snap me out of it, my partner hasn’t been happy that I’ve been grumpy. Having “mental diversions” like this help me relax, and makes my partner feel better, too. He hates it when I’m unhappy. Bless him — he’s always caring for me however he can.
Life is short: enjoy your memories!