THE DOORKNOB
Problems come, problems go
May it ever be so
A few days ago, some of my family
members came over for Sunday dinner.
The group included several grandchildren,
ranging in age from four to eleven.
Just before the crowd left, Maguire, our
youngest grandson brought us our garage
door doorknob. "Look Granny, doorknob broke."
Suspicious me: I suspect there was a
mighty tug of war on both sides of the door
while someone was playing keep out, keep
in.
Later, my wife, Donna, and I, valiantly and
painstakingly tried for almost an hour to
put on a new doorknob. Alas, to no avail.
A few days later, our oldest son, Bill(y) came
by for a short visit. Just as he was about to
dash out the door. I said, "Bill(y), do you know
how to put a doorknob on?" "Yes," he replied.
In less than five minutes, we had a workable
doorknob in place.
I've lived long enough now to suspect that
we shall always have problems, for it is through
problem solving that we learn and grow.
I also suspect that every problem we have
comes with a solution(s). And, it is up to us
to find and apply the satisfactory solutions.
Hail to the problems. I'm now ready for my
next three.
(Truth Be Told Disclaimer: My patience and my problems
don't always get along too well together)
(Written: October 23, 2013)
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