I did
n’t want to be alone on the evening of day that marked nine months since Terrie died. As I was driving home, I decided I would eat out, but I was not really hungry for any particular type of food, except I had wanted some chocolate cream pie. I didn’t want to go to the pie restaurant because I didn’t want their meal before the pie. So, I stopped at Golden Corral instead. I know, fine dining at its best, right?
At least, I knew I could get a variety of food types and be able to do some people watching. I gave them something to gander upon as well. I chose an out of the way table for two that would give me a good point of observation.
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NINE MONTHS
A SELF-ANALYSIS
On Tuesday, my co-worker and I needed to attend a mid-morning meeting at a job site in far western Oklahoma. We had our meeting and started back to Oklahoma City. We decided to stop for lunch in Weatherford. Weatherford is a nice town of just under 12,000 people about midway between the meeting and OKC. We were not familiar with restaurants in town, but we knew we didn’t want to do a fast food franchise.
I have a greater appreciation for those whose homes have been lost or destroyed due to fire or natural disasters. Some homes have had nothing left but the foundation. Others have had the roof removed or a portion of the framing left standing. I’m sure there must have been times when the task seems too great, too much to overcome, too discouraging, and yet deep within them, there is a wish to get back to “normal”.