A few days ago Terry told me he needed some new deodorant.  He said, “I think I’ll try a new one, maybe like what Alex has.  It smells good and I’m not sure mine is working as well anymore.”

I remembered having seen a 2 pack of unopened deodorant and brought it to him.  “Here’s a new one for you try.  Now you won’t have to buy any.”

He took it from me.  Sniffed it and said, “I think that’ll work.”

I didn’t think any more about it until this morning.  He said, “Um, I think we’re going to have to go get some deodorant.  This stuff isn’t working, at least I don’t think it is.”

A few minutes later he raised up his hands over my shoulders to give me a kiss.  Smelling an offensive odor, I said, “Oh gross, you’re right you definitely need new deodorant.  Your pits never smell that hideous.”  He tried to kiss me again but by this time, I was laughing so hard, the tender moment was completely ruined.  “Dude, it’s bad it’s really bad.”

He chuckled and said, “Every day I kept smelling it and it didn’t smell right.  Didn’t have that refreshing smell like my other one.”

Thankfully, he had just enough left in the “good smelling” stuff to use until we could get to the store and get him some new deodorant.

Just a note to you ladies and men out there, if your man is hardworking and sweats, Degree is probably not the deodorant for him.  You should not buy it.  It will disappoint you.

And why did I tell you this story?  It’s funny  and I want you to laugh but I want to show how providence works.

If Terry  hadn’t needed to get deodorant, we would never have run into some special folks today.

When we were walking out of Walgreens toward Terry’s truck, I heard a voice from behind call to me.  I turned around to see Chris.  Chris was one of our “big kids” (that’s another story for another time).  I don’t know how long it’s been since we’ve seen him but it’s been a good while.

After we exchanged hugs and greetings, I asked, “How are you?”

“Ok” he replied with a somber tone.  “Dad died yesterday.”

“I am so sorry.  I had no idea.” And I gave him another big hug and Terry did as well.

We were able to talk with him, his mom and sister for a few minutes and offer our sympathy to all of them.  Terry also had the opportunity to tell them how he and Doug would razz each other before Doug retired from GE.  And in classic Terry style, he had us all laughing before we said goodbye.

I am one of those people who believe that everything happens for a reason and for a purpose.

 

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