~“Hurricane Sandy, Chicken Legs & Miracles”~

Published: Friday, November 9, 2012 at 11:32 AM.

After doing that Daddy stroking of the two day-old beard thing, running my fingers through the hair that’s left thing and that thing where I clasp my forehead and fiddle with my eyebrows, I resisted the temptation to ask him again what her name was.

I took it for what it was – a miracle.  The wind was blowing the rain horizontally and my son wanted to walk on water to church.

He got to go to church.

Later in the day, I heard the song by the country music group, Shenandoah, “I Wanna Be Loved Like That.”

To myself, I asked, “Don’t we all want to find somebody willing to walk on water to get to us?”

 I did that Daddy thing where I try to scratch my lower back with my left arm over my left shoulder.  For some reason, I never seem to give up on it actually reaching down there over my left shoulder.  It didn’t work again.

I’m sorry that Hurricane Sandy wasn’t as good to folks in other parts of the country as it was to me.  My chicken legs didn’t go bad and I got to experience a miracle that money can’t buy.

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