Do you have an amusing anecdote?

I don’t know where we would be without a little comic relief in our lives. Light moments relieve the tension we feel when trials come our way – in real life and in books.

A couple of months ago, while visiting San Francisco, I sprained my ankle. It happened just as we (my son and I) were about to take a walking tour of Golden Gate park. It was disappointing and it hurt like crazy! But I remember it as a funny occurrence. Here’s why:

After initially sitting down to rest, we attempted to walk to the arboretum. It was soon clear that I wasn’t going to make it. It just so happened that my son had sprained his ankle a few days earlier. As we limped along – me more than him – he offered me his ace bandage – the one wrapped around his own ankle. So, we found a log and sat down. He took off his shoe and sock, and then unwrapped his ace bandage. I took off my shoe and sock, and wrapped the ace bandage around my ankle. We just started laughing at the absurdity of it all.

While we sat, my son called Uber car service. They picked us up right next to that log and drove us to a movie theater. We stopped at the concession stand and asked for a bag of ice, which they were kind enough to provide. I held that ice on my ankle while we watched a three hour movie – at least until the ice bag started dripping.

Later that night, I heard my son say to his wife, “Sorry I broke my mom today.”

All in all, an annoying accident became a cherished anecdote. Do you have any to share?

About Mary Ellen Bramwell

I am an author, wife and mother.
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2 Responses to Do you have an amusing anecdote?

  1. It’s the “accidents” that make trips stand out.

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