Orders is orders.

Sometimes it takes talking to a friend to set my mind in the right direction. Tonight, that happened. Had to tell my commander about all my recent problems and his telling me "you gotta look after number 1" made me feel rather special.

I knew there was a reason this young man means so very much to me - over and above the fact that he reminds me of my favoritest #1 grandson! He doesn't call me Gram, but treats me with the same concern and compassion.

How many times does a person come into our lives who unexpectedly becomes dear to us without our having any idea why it happened? Not often enough, I fear! For years, one of my pet sayings was "The Good Lord looks after fools and drunks, and He's been looking after this fool for a long time." Well, the Good Lord knew who was needed and sent him my way to be, not only an excellent commander, but MY FRIEND. Can't ask for much more than that, now can I?

He ordered me to stop calling him sir! I mean ORDERED!! Boy howdy, is that gonna be a hard order to obey!