Find Strength With Others

This old gal…

Has jumped on the merry-go-round of analyzing heat…how hot is it today…what kind of heat…hot heat…wet heat…humid heat…dry heat…and around and around it goes…it’s ridiculous really…and doesn’t matter…if it’s hot it’s hot…

Or so this old gal thought…until walking the streets of DC…a jaunt with her ladies to see the sites…it wasn’t Texas heat…or Vegas heat…which put one nail in the coffin…or Iowa heat with stifling humidity…it was torturous heat…never experienced before…

Fill a tank with glue…drop little old me right down in…and tell me to walk…kind of heat…trod…plod…gasp for air…eyes popping out of the head…while city slickers seem to breeze on by…dressed to the hilt…skippety hop…cool…calm…collected…

Try to cool off in an eatery or store…nope…hot in there too…

This old gal played it cool…complaining little…thinking it must be old age intolerance…when those daughters of mine jump on that merry-go-round too…with words like…my legs are done…I’m going to drop…it’s this heat…

And suddenly the ride seemed a little less unbearable…there is strength in numbers…power in togetherness…and just enough umpf in those legs…to drag us back to the bride’s and crank up the air conditioner…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…