It began when I had surgery on July 7. I suddenly realized that there were many things I now couldn't do, such as write, drive, cut meat, and shave. So I left my beard grow. When I went back for my checkup I was surprised to get a hard cast so I still couldn't shave. When I went to my barber he offered to shave off my growing fuzz but I told him that my wife wanted me to let it grow. He suggested that I humor her for a few weeks and when I would come back for my next appointment he would shave it off. That sounded like a plan. But then I began to get by the fuzz stage and got through the expected embarrassment of going to church and even leading singing at Pinebrook. I began to notice how many other "old men" had beards and I no longer felt out of place. I even began to receive some complements. Actually this is not the first time that I had a beard. Back in the 1980's I had a full, but brown, beard. Some of my family members disliked it. I then reduced it to a mustache which I had when I won the Presidential Award and met the President. But it finally came off and I have shaved ever since that time ... until now. But now I will soon face another decision. I don't know when my cast will come off - it might be as soon as Wednesday or it might be a few more weeks. Then, when I can shave again, what do I do? Part of me wants to shave it off and part of me wants to keep it on. Maybe, with my growing white beard, I will be taken for Santa Claus in a few months. Maybe it will help keep me warm when the snow and wind and cold weather hit this winter. So what do I do? Help me out - vote on the poll on my public blog or add a comment or send me an e-mail. Let me know what you think.
GREAT IS THY FAITHFULNESS
2 days ago
2 comments:
Keep it so you'll look like Santa Claus ;)
Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!
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