A Gift From Jack

This morning, I was sitting in the courtyard next to our home working on my computer. The weather was terrific, clear and breezy. I was focused on a deadline that needed my full attention, but that didn't stop me from enjoying the terrific weather... and a wonderfully robust, rich brown-wrapped cigar. As I settled in, I noticed an older gentleman approaching out of the corner of my eye. On occasion, I've seen this same man walking around our neighborhood. He's tall and lanky, walking gingerly with a cane. By his gait, I suspect he may have had a stroke at some point. He continued walking towards me -- and the empty chair nearby -- and although I said hello, in truth I was hoping he'd keep walking. Work was calling and I preferred not to be distracted. No such luck! As he settled down in the adjacent chair, I asked him if my cigar smoke was going to be a bother. If so, I'd be happy to move (surreptitiously solving both our problems!). Man, no such luck again! He sat quietly and appeared to be enjoying his rest, as I buried my face in my laptop, sending a not-so-subtle signal that I wasn't up for chatting. But it didn't take long for my own inner voice to start whispering in my ear... "YO, VICTOR ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO IGNORE THIS ELDERLY MAN WHO IS OBVIOUSLY SENSITIVE ENOUGH TO BE TAKING YOUR CUE AND RESPECTING YOUR SPACE BECAUSE YOU'RE SOOO BUSY?" (At times, my inner voice can really be a judgmental pain-in-the-a#%!) So, I lifted my mug from my laptop, acknowledged ...
Source: Healthy Living - The Huffington Post - Category: Consumer Health News Source Type: news