In one of the noisiest places in Saugatuck, last night you could hear a pin drop. For what seemed an eternity to me, (it was only a minute or two) Phil's was completely quiet. After a lovely night out and dinner celebrating our empty-again nest, I tried to get off my stool at our table, (note the operative word here is 'tried') I could sense things weren't going to end well as they began falling apart. That hardwood stool, the one next to it and me and my hard head all crashed loudly to the hardwood floor. It was loud enough to silence an entire, noisy restaurant. While laying on the floor, I saw many pairs of shoes and boots (there was a pair of tan leather boots that I particularly liked) gather round and I heard many people; "Oh, my gosh, are you okay?" "Did she pass out?" (that one to John) "Can I help you up?" "What can I do?" I wanted to crawl on my hands and knees to the door - because while my head hurt a littl
Living a full life with a positive outlook and multiple sclerosis. And God!