Good Day, God!
Thank YOU! Kit is Alive and Well. I confess, that yesterday, fearing for my beloved husband’s well-being, I offered all sorts of DEALS to You.
Kit was one of 47 runners in the Boston Marathon over 75. And he ended up number 5 among those runners. Indeed, for a while he was jockeying for second or third place in his age group.
Ah, but the infamous Heartbreak Hill late in the race, plus the high temperatures, conspired to make the last few miles difficult — for Kit and for everyone else.
Kit ended up in the medical tent — woozy — and they kept him there long enough to reduce me to tears. Well, not so much that I was worried — as he called ONCE to say he was in section 3 of the medical tent and fine. But, that I then lost contact with him.
This was 1) Due to his cell phone being ON but having a ring tone set to Very Low. 2) Due to my cell phone running out of its battery because I totally forgot about turning off the 20 other apps I had running in the background. And I had been “on the road” since 9:00 that morning — taking photos and listening to The Power of Habit.
Having the stress of Kit’s running in the heat was one thing. But not being able to FIND him to meet up with him — THAT reduced me to copious weeping when back in the hotel room. But, after my iPhone came back to life I found that Kit had been leaving me messages . . . which I retrieved — unlike Kit who didn’t know how to retrieve my messages.
Finally, after a long period of each of us calling at the same time and getting the other’s voice mail, we connected.
Oh! Thank You, God, for the JOY of connecting! The JOY of the Lost Husband, FOUND!