Do you ever have those? Like a bumper on an old pinball machine. The ball is rolling calmly in one direction and then gets struck by a mean, unexpected jolt that thrusts it in a diversion.
Yeah, that was me this weekend. A simple volleyball tournament. That’s all it was. But a poorly spiked ball hit right at my mom’s feet as she was walking.
The hospital was lovely. View from the 7th floor. The people were so kind. But with my mom hurting and influenced by pain and medication, my opportunities to review Sandra Ardoin’s newest novella went right out the bolted windows.
So forgive the unexpected week off from my blog. I hope to get my new devotion up on Thursday, but that’s iffy at this point.
Your turn: Everybody has a sports story (injury or view of an injury.) What’s yours?