Al's too young

The candle flame was the only light in the room.

He had a vision of Al’s wife in the nursing home. She was in trouble and needed him. Al is 88.

Four hours later Al turned up for his tennis lesson and said he had a lot of stress this morning. He forgot his shoes and couldn’t play.

I shared my earlier vision of Al’s wife. Al looked at me and intuitivily understood how it worked. “See you next week.”

He left to see his wife.

They met the following week.
“How’s your wife?”

“Great! I bought a van for $20,000 marked down from $45,000.” Yep, it has low miles and has a lift for my wife’s wheelchair.”

“Cool, and?”
“Well, I’m going to pick her up tomorrow and take her to MacDonald’s. She can order anything she wants!”

They met the following week. It’s spring break and no classes are scheduled but Al shows up.

“We don’t have class today do we?”
“No Al, it’s spring break.”
“Oh man,” he said, “I should have marked it down on the calendar.”

“Don’t worry Al,” as we shared hugs, “you’re too young to worry about things like that.”
“Yeah,” Al said, “I’m too young to worry,” and they laughed while walking past people running for their lives around the indoor track.

“Yeah,” they sang, “I’m too young to worry about things like that.”