Let me start off by letting you know that Jacob's knees are injured for sure. Not just a pain anymore but a full blown, physical therapy requiring injury. That's what the doctor says anyway. Patella something-or-other. I will have to pump him for more info when he gets home, we could only talk briefly before heading in to Lodge. Doc says no running for eight weeks at least and he will have to go through some physical therapy. I'm sure the cost of co-pays for this will be a small fortune, but whatever. If he can run again at the end, it will be worth it. One of the things the doctor said was "this is a typical injury in long distance runners". I dropped my jaw when Jacob said this to me. Holy cow, we're considered long distance runners? YES! I guess relatively speaking- we are long distance runners compared to those who don't run at all, or those who run 1-3 miles. However, compared to the ultra-runners out there that slam out 50 mile weeks, we bow to you as we are small potatoes. Needless to say, I will need to find the time and opportunity to run during daylight hours, by myself. I guess I could always hit up one of my unemployed sisters to help me out for a half hour so I can get some miles under my belt.
Today I am thankful for friends. I was recently asked to sing at an Installation of Officers for a local organization. I was stoked, and gladly accepted. I put up a posting on Facebook, and within a few hours one of my best friends called me, concerned. She started off gently..."So I see you're going to be singing at something?" I got all excited and started telling her all about it. She was quiet for a moment and hesitantly said, "well, when was the last time you sang in public?" Thinking that she must be concerned with the fact that I haven't had any training since high school, I assured her that no, no I sang at Jacob's installation last winter. Mid-sentence, I realized that that was not the reason behind her call. See, there was this incident during our senior year of high school. I won't go into too much detail but it involved a talent show, singing, and me walking offstage in tears. Terrible, really. I was supposed to sing at graduation and decided to back out of that at the last minute, concerned that I would have the same problem. As it dawned on me why she was calling, I was so touched that she was concerned about this and how I was going to handle this upcoming performance. We had a good laugh about it, and went on to chit-chatting about our lives and the things we had going on with our crazy families and ourselves. She lives in Texas, and we only see each other a handful of times a year for a few hours, but I still consider her my best friend.
**I don't know how she feels about her picture being on here, so here's a picture we took of our feet during a recent visit. Don't ask, it's one of our 'things'**
I am so thankful for everyone that I have in my life that I consider true friends. Friends can truly hold us together when everything around us is crumbling. People that we can vent to when our families are driving us insane, people that can laugh at us and with us, cry with us and for us. I love all of my friends, and value each and every one of them. That is what I am thankful for today. =o)