I Wasn’t Able To Raise Cane!!
Kind of a catchy title, eh?
Actually it is a very, very sad tale about an old friend!
Someone that I literally leaned on, who was part of my life, who always gave me support when I needed it. I could always grab him and off we would go to venture into a new day. He was a very special gift, given to me by some very special friends, Marietta and Keaton, but now he is gone.
Earlier today, I went to Starbucks to have coffee and write and relax, to see what doors the Lord would open for the day. It was a beautiful day. It was nice to be out and about and meeting new friends.
When it was time to go, I grabbed my pack, my hat and my cane and went to the car. I got everything loaded and headed to the house.
All of a sudden I heard a rumble on the roof and in the rear-view mirror I saw my cane, my walking stick, roll off the roof unto the highway, a very busy highway and I also noticed an 18 wheeler bearing down on it and I was hoping that by the time I got to the corner and turned around, that my cane would survive.
But, my once strong cane became a very splintered pile of wood, scattered on the highway, with just a little left to remind me that it once exsisted.
So, sadly, I am no longer Able to raise Cane. So goodbye to a dear friend, a good companion. Thanks for all the support and for all the times you enabled me to go just a little further.
Thanks for being a strong supporter, for indeed, I could always lean on you!
Till later,
Paul