AMAZING GRACE

I have no middle name. It should be Grace. Here’s why:

AS A CHILD . . .

When I was a baby, I fell UP the stairs. Instead of stitches, my mom taped my chin.

I learned that if you run into thick glass patio doors fast enough, you’ll bounce, and actually see stars.

While playing soccer in middle school, I got the ball and ran. It was surreal as I ran the length of the field, controlled the ball, (vaguely hearing the screams of those cheering me on), and scored! Yay me! But my moment of glory was short-lived. It was the wrong net and I had just scored for the other team.

All my family piled into the station wagon for a ride. I went straight to the back and sat in the open rear window with my arms resting on the top of the car. Unaware, my dad moved the car and “PLOP!” I fell right out and onto the street. I lay there in stunned humiliation as my dad took several minutes to notice my absence and return to retrieve me.

In fifth grade, I staged a sit-in. At noon, we dropped our books, left the classroom, and sat out in the hallway on the floor. (Hey, it was the 70’s!).

I camped out in the chicken coop at Westcroft Gardens with two friends. The police came out after being called by neighbors, questioned us, and asked only that we try to keep it quiet.

I once auditioned for the cheerleading squad. I stood before four judges and was so nervous that I said everything backwards.

I once ran down the hallway of our house with a paint brush protruding from my mouth.

I had English Lab where we worked on machines to improve various skills; one of them was musical and required headphones. I couldn’t hear myself as I SCREAMED with the songs during class.

I built a raft and set sail in the waters off of West River Road. I was about three feet away from the dock when I sank.

At Southland theatre I laughed so hard that my gum flew out of my mouth and into the hair of the girl seated in front of me!

As a child of seven, I used to sit in church and dream of one day preaching. My friend marveled that I was so inspired at that early age. “It wasn’t really inspiration”, I explained, “I just thought I could do it better.”

AND AS AN ADULT . . .

While at a restaurant, I anxiously walked in high heels across the slick, glossy dance floor, and as I made my way I could feel my shoe slip out from under me. I managed to sort of flap my arms and regain my balance, and then casually proceeded back towards my date, hoping he hadn’t noticed. I looked over at the waiter standing nearby. He smiled and gave me a thumbs-up.

My friend is tall, blond, and lives in Hawaii. His Fb profile picture is of him posing with a group of his Hawaiian friends. The first thing I say after 30 years? “Hey, which one are you?”

I had a fourth date, (which I now fondly call, “The Perfect Storm”), and we had a bad argument. I told a friend that halfway through our fight I wanted to kiss him really hard on the mouth. With exasperation, she questioned this. “He really rattled my cage!” I said, “I guess it doesn’t matter if it’s a good or a bad rattle, it’s just been a really long time since anyone’s shook me up like that!” (I later wrote about his dog).

I moved into a new house and heard about the cranky old man who lived across the street and always hollered at the neighborhood kids. So, while at the market one day, and in the spirit of friendship, I picked up a dozen ears of fresh corn on the cob for him. When I delivered them, he took the bag, thanked me, and then gave me a gigantic toothless grin!

While my in-laws were visiting, I went to check on dinner. I opened the oven door and saw that I had left my oven mitt inside and it was now in full flames. “Honey, please come here.” I said. He mumbled and kept chatting with his folks. I glanced back to the small fire within and asked, “Honey, really, could you come in here?” Again, he mumbled and dismissed me. Watching this small bonfire grow ever larger, and now in full panic, I screamed, “FIRE!” (He promptly extinguished dinner).

I received a set of gardening “Dial-A-Meal”-type cards in the mail and decided to grow tomato plants. I studied the cards and pruned the plants as instructed. After several weeks my husband wondered why there were still no tomatoes. “I don’t understand it” I said, “I pruned them just like the cards instructed. I removed every single flower that came in!”

I crossed the busy street of Griswold during my lunch hour and got the heel of my shoe stuck in the sewer cover.

One time I wore one blue shoe and one brown shoe to work.

I slipped on the ice while trying to get into the car, and I slid right under it.

I confessed my crush to my dentist while under the influence of nitrous oxide.

My apartment building has very thin walls and while lying in bed one night I heard some strange sounds coming from the guy upstairs. “I think Pete got a dog” I said to my cat that was lying next to me. We both listened intently. It wasn’t a dog.

I baked bread for a dinner date. It was so misshapen and hard, that later I hollowed it out, shellacked it, and turned it into a planter.

A first date took me to see big time wrestling and during the show someone from the upper balcony leaned over and threw up all over him. Between the splashing sound and his look of horror, I laughed. (I never heard from him again).

It is by the grace of God that I’m here to share these stories. I hope that you have enjoyed them. Love & blessings to you all!

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22 thoughts on “AMAZING GRACE

  1. Keith sachs

    yes it did put a smile on my face. I liked both of your articles

  2. I love it! I’ve read it twice…thank you for the smiles, giggles and an out right belly-laugh

  3. Absolutely uplifting !!! Love it!!Julia you are one of a kind !!!*❤*

  4. Desiree Mate

    I enjoyed reading all of your post. I cant wait to go to hidden lakes this spring

  5. Sandy Leighton-Donahue

    I cannot believe the memories you can still recall!! I’m jealous . . . I can’t even remember what happened last year!

    • I know, Sandy! I thought these memories were lost forever, but I’m out of the fog now and so many things are coming back. They weren’t gone like I’d thought, they were just covered up by medications. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! xo

  6. I love the picture!

  7. LYNN MARCHANT

    As I said before, here it was just a BAD, BAD day! I couldn’t even bear to enlarge on that. Amidst it all, I said a few prayers and SOMEHOW found myself reading ‘Amazing Grace’. Well, the title certainly has a divine ‘ring’ to it. Images of YOU, Julia, doing a better job at preaching (naturally!) and of your plants SOMEHOW inspiring you to utilise the hardest loaf of bread anyone EVER baked … as a planter (WHAT?). Well, as I said before … I’m now cracking up IN A FAR NICER WAY!!! Thanks, Julia, for answering My Prayers! ♥

    • Thank you so much, Lynn! Your response has caused me laughter…all over again! You’re a sweetheart and I thank you so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts with me. xoxo

  8. Lisa Benoist

    Love, love, love it! Great work!

  9. Now who couldn’t relate to at least some of these amazing grace’s??? I love it! Thanks for the laughs!

  10. All of these made me smile! I particularly like the one were the waiter gave you a thumbs up, I could just see it! 😀

  11. This post made me laugh hard1 Very nice.

    • Oh Joyce, thank you so much! That’s music to my ears! I just checked out your blog…the one about the SS office. I love your writing! You have a very humorous and clever sense….I didn’t see a place to leave a comment. But I entered my email, so I’ll receive your updates. Thanks again, new friend! xo

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