To set the scene, our home is on a dead-end street right next to a corn field. Very little noise of any kind. Except of course when that field is being plowed.
I am sitting here and a strange feeling has come over me. It is gray and windless day.
We have had no wireless, no internet, no phone, no television for almost twenty-four hours.
As I ate my dinner last night it felt very lonely. No one to talk to, no TV to keep me company; and not even the apps on my I-pad worked.
My thought? This is how it must have been on a country farm many years ago.
Sort of a Little House On The Prairie kind of life.
Just very simple possibilities of face to face connection, a hand written letter and maybe a phone to call someone.
The only thing that wakes up my distant thoughts is, out my window, I see my neighbors house right next door.
For a chronologically challenged person, or any aged person, in the world of “different.” Our minds are constantly faced with change today.
Yesterday, and last night, were kind of like the ultimate challenge in an other wise “normal” every day existence.
Just one more thing calling me to do it differently.
This journey back in time is not at all upsetting or depressing. Actually it has been quiet interesting.
Life was, in many ways, much simpler on The House On The Prairie.
Although I’m sure it had its own challenges.
And just now I saw, in the Ash tree outside my window, the first beautiful red Cardinal of the year.
The sign?
The hope of Spring, new life.
The promise of God to all of creation.
Have a great day even if your wireless goes out.
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