I like it when I've planned on doing something and it gets canceled. That kind of happened today. And I liked it.
It's a 'serendipity', if I may call it that. And it let me have a late lunch with three of my favorite people: Will, Laura and Bailey. They are a whole generation away from me . . . but they treat me as if I mattered. Not just an 'old lady'. I appreciate that more than they know.
And I appreciate a man named Sam. He entered my life a lifetime ago. We have been through so much. Tomorrow we go to a place where our lives were enriched more than we ever thought they would be. Chattanooga, Oklahoma is a little town in southwest Oklahoma. The people there are perhaps the best people in the world. No. 'Perhaps' should be omitted from that sentence. They ARE the best people in the world. At least they were from 1986 to 1990. We lived there then. We didn't know what we had until we left. Now we know. Now we appreciate.
Appreciation is underrated. It is a kind of salve. When I realize how much I appreciate someone, something, or some place, I have a warm feeling in my insides. I have that now - for Will, Laura, Bailey, Sam, and First Baptist Church, Chattanooga, Oklahoma.