Floyd & Margaret

I went to visit Floyd & Margaret today.  When I called, I said, “Hi Floyd!, it’s Serena”.
“How’s business?”, he asked.
“It’s good”, I said, “but that’s not why I’m calling.  I have a surprise.  Are you going to be home for a little while?”
“Maybe we will, maybe we won’t”, he replied, in his standard matter-of-fact style that we’ve grown so accustomed to.
“Well, I’ll take my chances”, I said.
When I pulled up to their house, no-one was around.  When I got out of the car, I heard Margaret calling out, “YOOOO-HOOOOO!”  WE”RE DOWN HERE.”
The wind in the fields was whipping so hard it took my breath away.  By the time I reached them, I was shaking like a leaf.  But not them.  They were hard at work, feeding the cows.  Margaret stopped what she was doing and turned to me with a warm smile on her face.
I was really excited to show them the book and the story we included about them.  And after seeing their feature in the book, Floyd said with a grin, “I don’t look a day older, and I sure don’t feel like it either.  Did you know the Doctor says I have the blood of a 20 year-old?  And look at Margaret!  She’s never dyed her hair, even once.  Still the same beautiful hair she’s always had!”, he said, pointing to the wisp of hair peeking out of her scarf.
I couldn’t help but smile.  And shiver.  It was really cold.
And after a nice visit, Floyd finally said that it was time to get back to work.  Next stop, the neighbor’s hundred acre parcel down the road, where there were more cattle to feed.  And as he and Margaret jointly lifted another bale of hay onto the four-wheeler, he turned and said, “God is good, Serena.  God is good.”
And as I drove the long way home, my mind wandered, thinking about my family, my love for Colin and the boys, and hopes and dreams.  I can only hope that everyone of us can be as happy and blessed as Floyd and Margaret.