My theme for A to Z this year is a wildly different, but very exciting, HERE'S TO YOU all month long. 26 posts to be precise. The most difficult part was narrowing down the 26. All of you deserve your own post. What you will find here is a post by the featured blogger, with traveling music chosen by me that complements said post, and two links. One will link back to the original post and the other to the main page. This year's A to Z is all about making new friends!
Old Man on the Country Road was written by Rosey at Mail4Rosey. I cannot recall how I met Rosey. I am fairly certain is was through a mutual friend who featured her in some way (Manzanita maybe?). Anyway, Rosey writes on a WIDE variety of topics. Honestly, I never know what I will find at her place. Don't you just love a surprise? I do! Another interesting thing about Rosey is that I have *no idea* what she looks like. She snaps pics of her kids all of the time, but she remains the Invisible Woman. I checked her About Me tab and there is this picture. She doesn't say that it IS her, but it might be... Maybe she will provide the answer in the comments!
Cue the traveling music:
The Old Man on the Country Road by Rosey
There's an old man who walks along the country road, when I'm doing the early morning school run. I assume because he is carrying a brief case, and dressed in a suit, that he is headed to work. If you know country roads, you realize they are not the safest of places to be walking...there's no sidewalk, the terrain is rough, and cars don't always see you.
I have seen this man walking every single day since school started (just this year), and there have been several times I've wanted to stop and give him a ride. But I do not. Not when the kids are in the car, but truth be told, I probably wouldn't even if I was solo...because you just never know.
When the harsh weather happens in, I hope he's not still out there walking.
Humanity should make me stop. Fear of safety prevents me. I'm mad at myself for not stopping, and I'm sad (maybe that's not the right emotion to express how I feel) that I am too scared to stop.
Do you ever let fear prevent you from helping others, when it wouldn't be hard at all for you to help?
Stop in and say Hi! to Rosey and tell her I sent you. I want to know what happened to that old man....