Last time I was talking about sitting in state occupying myself with crochet blankets.  There has been a lot more of the same. It turns out that I have a fractured ankle, so rest is the order of the day.  Treatment consists of elevation – amazing how tiring it gets with your foot stuck up high after a while – ice and a doubled bandage (and of course painkillers.)  Fortunately, the fracture has started to heal already and is healing straight.

Oh dear – I felt so stupid. Imagine being sent to A&E 17 days after the event.

Anyway, it has given me lots of time to think.  The bad side is that there has been so much about violence and abuse in the media. In truth, the violent side of life is always there. It’s true to say that with facebook, twitter and so forth, we hear about a lot more that we ever used to.  The passing of another birthday has also helped to concentrate my mind on the growth of wisdom in older age. When we are young there is much knowledge to absorb, there are many exams to pass and there are skills to learn for life and work. We tend to think we know it all.  Then in middle age we find out how much we do not know. It can be either a worry or a relief, depending on our temperaments.  Later, we learn to let go and to be more honest about what things are important in life. If we are blessed with faith in God then there is a framework to work with.

I like to look on this enforced period of rest as being a time to value family and friends, be thankful for the foundations that education gives and ponder where, when and if it is right to share the search for wisdom. Or to put it simply, remember to listen to others and be interested in what they do. The violence, war, all the bad things…….. they still continue, but wisdom can lead us to a way to cope with these things, each of us in our own situation and by sharing with others. That has got to be the way of hope for change.

Any thoughts?

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3 Responses to Fractured?

  1. Dianne says:

    Just the other day I was thinking, my goodness, I have reached the age of 70 and haven’t been shot or anything. David was held up at gunpoint and my friend Marty was shot by intruders who entered her home. Her husband was killed outright.

    We live six blocks from the Pentagon so 9-11 really scared us. I was more frightened during the 1960s, however, when the general population seemed to have gone nuts with bombing, shooting police, etc.

    Today in our community things are almost quiet. Thanks be to you know who…and I don’t mean the CIA.


  2. freda says:

    Thanks for sharing, Dianne. There is a lot to be thankful for – in living in the Highlands of Scotland.

  3. Lyn says:

    Oh, dear lady, stay put and heal!!

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