Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Ah, the rain came.  We are having gentle spring rain and the air is so fresh.  I'm grateful.  My friend is having surgery on her knee this morning, and my husband said I had a nightmare last night and told him I was falling off a cliff.  Perhaps I was anxious about my friend.  She's in great hands, and will be home tomorrow.  But I've been buying a lot of get well cards, and I guess my friends and I are at the age when surgeries, little scares, and sometimes sudden surprises, like another friend's going to the hospital in the middle of the night in an ambulance are coming one after the other.  Our age and wear and tear are taking a toll.  I also was anxious about seeing the dermatologist for my checkup.  I'm worried about a spot under my eye, and I was to see her this morning, I thought, but the appointment is two weeks hence.  Having skin cancer three times, and each one a surprise, has eroded my confidence in my ability to spot a problem.  I need Superman's Xray vision, or rather, a doctor.  The joys of aging!