Lesson in Humility

The day is blustery, warm for Autumn, and the winds are kicking it.  I head out with my trusty broom and start sweeping the leaves on the deck and driveway of a client’s home. And I’m thinking, “Look at me. I’m raking leaves.  This is going to look so good.  I’m 60 and sweeping leaves!  (I’m an apartment dweller, I don’t do leaves) I might also add I’m in a lot of pain so the bluster is on both ends.  I’m getting close to finishing and a huge wind comes along and swooshes the leaves right back where they were to begin with.  I stop, look into the sky and say, “Really?  Just had to knock me down a few pegs.” So I took that trusty broom, went inside, and put it away.”

One thought on “Lesson in Humility”

  1. This isn’t precisely related to what you wrote, but it sort of is. I grew up with an old Irish proverb: “The new broom sweeps clean, but the old broom knows the corners.” My, my. Isn’t that just the truth?

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