“Numbers have an important story to tell. They rely on you to give them a voice”
~ Stephen Few
Numbers have always been an important part of my life. Businesses survive (or fail) on numbers, baseball and most other sports are a game of numbers, and life is filled with numbers.
These numbers could be your birthdate, social security number, phone number, addresses, computers ……. you name it, and there is most likely a number involved.
Life itself is numbers …… blood pressures, heart rates, medications amounts and times to take them ….. ask any doctor a medical question and in all likelihood, they’ll rattle off an array of statistics and numbers.
Yesterday’s story is important because of the numbers ……. it was one of those days where things didn’t exactly line up in a desired way and I was “forced” (by myself, no one held a gun to my head) to attempt to mow the lawn. And, with no one around to do it, other than moi. We have a small yard, which my nephew normally mows for us, and I have lawn mower ….. simple job.
But this is where the numbers come into pay …….. when I went outside to mow in the middle of the afternoon, it was 93 degrees, and the Heat Index was 105. In the blazing sunshine, and soupy humidity I would mow for a short period of time and then rest in the shade and hydrate. As I reflect back on the event, I think I spent more time taking breaks, than actually working. About 50 minutes later, the mower was cleaned and stored away.
I went inside and enjoyed a bit of air conditioning and as I cooled down, I thought I’d take my blood pressure …… it was excellent @ 112/65 ….. my heart rate was up (+128) after a good bout of lawn mower induced cardio …….
As I looked out the window onto the yard and reflected on this, some of my thoughts were …… yes this was a bit idiotic, yes I got good workout, yes it is HOT outside …….. then a wave of gratitude engulfed me …….. NONE of this would have been POSSIBLE without God and my incredible donor ….. Benny Keith …… his heart still beats strong inside of my chest and powered me through this simple event. Seems simple to the average person, but not so much for someone that has had a heart transplant.
Just as he does each and everyday, Benny Keith keeps me going, he keeps me grounded and he keeps me filled with gratitude. Add another number right here – Benny Keith has been with me 4,127 heart filled with gratitude days.