Give thanks for unknown blessings that are already on their way. ~Native American prayer
Blessings I know about.
- The love of family.
- The love of friends both near and far.
- My sweet dog Ginny.
- My good health.
- My warm house.
The unknown blessings will be a joy unexpected.
While my daughter-in-law was fighting for her life, my life was on hold.
For over for three years.
I could not commit to anything.
I was always ready to help when needed.
Now that she has passed, I have the freedom to plan a trip, enroll in a course…fun things.
But, I have no energy and very little interest.
Life is out of focus.
I know that this will pass.
But, for now I am in the throes of making it through each day.
I am walking and walking and walking.
I am working at my job.
I do yoga most days.
I try to meditate but with little success so I listen to classical music.
I cook dishes that require lots of dicing and slicing.
I clean out closets and drawers.
I am treading water waiting for my energy to return.
Treading water doesn’t move me closer to shore but it beats sinking.
Am I treading or flailing about?
Note to self. Not very well-written. I will do better when my feet touch bottom and I can stumble to shore.
I felt it shelter to speak to you. ~Emily Dickinson
Thank you, my friends, for your kind and loving words at the death of my daughter-in-law.
I read them all and was comforted by them.
They were a shelter, a safe place to grieve.
Thank you for being with me.
That’s what priests say when a person is departing.
Continue reading “Traveling Mercies”
I am currently the daily caretaker for my terminally-ill daughter in law.
She is at home in hospice care.
Our days go on mostly unchanged.
Continue reading “Tuesday, 9.24.2019”
This sign outside a restaurant in Whistler B.C made me laugh.
But, I think I will pass…
Although I do drink wine I find myself leaning more and more to sparkling water.
It’s cheaper, fewer calories and doesn’t alter my mood. Continue reading “Soup du Jour?”
Before we had children, my husband and I argued about emigrating to Canada.
I did not want to raise my children in the U.S. in the 1980s because I did not like our military industrial culture.
That was before the mass shootings and outrageously expensive health care came on the scene. Continue reading “The American Way…”
Magic on a sunny afternoon.
Kids by the local ice cream store Salt & Straw.
My dog Ginny being petted and fussed over by these little kids.
Notice where her attention is fixed.
A sweet moment that made me smile.
I hope it does the same for you.
There was a new nurse today at my doctor’s office.
She was young and eager to please.
She had trouble taking my blood pressure.
I didn’t mind, but she was flustered.
She succeeded the second time.
She was pleased, then puzzled and then upset to see me in tears…
Of course, it had nothing to do with her…
It’s just that she was young. Continue reading “An Encounter”