The Best Moment

 

There we were in the Parish Hall listening to the priest give one of his Bible Study lectures. There were not many of us; about half a dozen or so. To illustrate his point, (I can't remember what the point was; I was looking out the window wondering whether we'll have pizza for supper), anyway ... as I was saying, to illustrate his point the priest asked us to write anonymously on a piece of paper ... so I wrote "anonymously" ... no ... no ... I was joking. 

Let's start again ... the priest asked us to write anonymously what was the best moment in our lives.

He then collected the pieces of paper and read them out one at a time. The first one said the best moment was when she gave birth to her baby and how she'll never forget holding him in her arms just minutes old. The woman identified herself and described that lovely moment and the group said, "Aaah ... how beautiful"

The second piece of paper was also baby related. This man had said how he remembers his baby daughter holding tight to his little finger. What a moment that was.

A young woman said her best moment was when her husband proposed to her; and she realised for the first time how it felt to be loved. She cried as her piece of paper was read out by the priest.

There was also a touching moment when someone's child was healed after a serious life-threatening illness.

My piece of paper was the penultimate to be read. The priest read, "I had a nice apple pie earlier this week!"

The priest looked at me and said, "Is that all?"

I did not help by saying, "I had vanilla ice cream with it too!"

I hate these stupid sessions where they ask personal questions. How was I to know what they meant by beautiful moments? My wife is angry with me !!! She has told me of many best moments in my life since we met. I can't remember many of them. Why is it you women like to tell men how lucky we are!