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Handcuffed-What Did I Do?

The police were at our office doorstep within minutes of the alarm that indicated we had a break-in at our NBCF headquarters. This was not the first time, more like half a dozen times a false alarm was set off due to our phone system.

This was the last day before we installed our new phones. One more time office staff had dialed 9-1-area code, but not fast enough to keep it from reading 911. The officer, dressed in full blue uniform stood over 6′ tall in the hallway. At 5:30 p.m. we were closing up for the day. I was scrambling down the hall to see what all of the concern was with a gathering group of employees.

“Not the phones again,” I said. We jokingly said we would sacrifice the person who set off the alarm. “You can take her off to jail,” I said. “She can go in our place.”

The officer was understanding of the repeated calls. We all stood looking miffed at how a phone system could mess us up so many times.

Cuffed

I spotted the shiny silver handcuffs dangling from the officer’s belt. “I’ve never had handcuffs on before,” I said. “Here, cuff me,” I said, as I quickly darted my arm upward toward the officer.

The words were in full throttle on the way from my mouth to his ears when he said, “OK,” and snapped the cuff on my wrist within a couple of seconds.

He looked at me as surprised as I was, then paused and blank-faced said, “I don’t have a key.”

“What?” I said, “You’ve got to get me out of these cuffs.”

“We don’t carry the key on us. We don’t want the criminal to get away,” he said.

“Where is the key?”

“I should have one down in my truck.”

“Look, if you don’t get me out of these cuffs, you are going to go get a facial with me.”

Freedom in Sight

My staff was knocking themselves out laughing at my antic as the officer and I left the scene of the crime and headed for the elevator. I shut the front door at our headquarters. The officer was laughing about what he was going to tell the guys back at the station. “Yeah, you can tell them you took down the CEO of NBCF single-handed,” I muttered.

My arm behind me dangling a thick, silver bracelet as I stepped on the elevator, which had people on it, of course. My hand deftly dodged the eyes of the elevator crowd as we headed toward the ground floor. As soon as we got to the officer’s truck, he located the key. I was surprised at how tiny the key and keyhole to the cuffs was, but breathed a sigh of relief as I was set free.

Freedom is so Close

We are within days of the Fourth of July, one of our most celebrated holidays. For the next several days there will be fireworks displays, joyous people celebrating our freedom. If you are a breast cancer survivor, don’t allow your emotions to be held hostage. Free yourself from anger, bitterness, selfishness, and any other bondage that negative thinking brings. You have a choice right now to go for a life filled with good things by ridding yourself of the junk. Make new friends on MyNBCF. This Fourth of July, celebrate life!

Thought for Today:

Your life is the sum result of all the choices you make, both consciously and unconsciously. If you can control the process of choosing, you can take control of all aspects of your life. You can find the freedom that comes from being in charge of yourself.” – Robert F. Bennett

Live Life,

Janelle

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