Bless The Beasts And The Children

Blog 2538 – 10.09.2022

Bless The Beasts And The Children

My sweet wife of thirty-three years has a tender sensitive spirit and is ever on the alert to aid or rescue any child or critter needing help. I watched her once on a road trip with our son when he was little trying to rescue and resuscitate a bee drowning in a water fountain at a rest area along the highway. My lovely and loving Linda Lee has taught me to be a kinder gentler man and that real heroes do not wear red capes nor fly but use their true super powers, love and attention to detail, to save the world in a thousand small ways everyday.

Yesterday morning after blogging, a nice early morning bike ride, and before walking in the park and having breakfast with Linda, I was going out to water the plants in our back yard and noticed out the patio doors a little opossum in distress. It was walking feebly and in jerky motions and lying still off and on as if it was about to die. Only the gentle rise of its little chest indicated it was still alive. It did not scurry away as I opened the door. It was not playing possum. I did not water the plants, but watched it for a long time get up, walk in circles, and collapse again and again. I was so sure it would not last the morning that at first I did not want to hurt my wife’s tender spirit by pointing out our little visitor to her. I decided to though and she went immediately into “what can we do for it mode.”

We put out water in a bowl and the little critter drank and we hoped it might survive. Later after it lay a long time in the same spot I Googled “What do opossums eat?” Fruit was the number one answer so I put some diced peaches and citrus on a little paper plate for little Opie.

That plate appeared untouched later when I went out to check on the opossum, it was gone.

I looked all over the back yard several times in every hiding place and could not find a trace. Opossums are not the loveliest of creatures nor are bees for that matter but they can as even the rowdiest and loudest of little children touch our tender hearts and uncover our most sensitive spirits, bless their little hearts.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

Bless The Beasts and The Children

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