by compound complex 1320 Replies latest jw friends
Nice sunny day here today, and I took off from work early. Did some gardening this aft - it's nice to get back in the yard again after the long snowy winter we had.
Nequila had her tumor removed on Tuesday, along with a couple of teeth both on the top and the bottom. She's doing better already, which is great news!
BB
Wow....
It's been a Very busy week-end. Meeting myself coming and going...
Mother's Day went really well, It was also my Dad's birthday celebration too. We all had a Great time.
Afterwards we went back to Mom and Dad's and finished up some odds and ends on the kitchen remodel. We were all so proud of the final results.......
On the way out the door, we heard.. "So, we'll see you all in about 2 weeks to redo the Bathroom ?" Lord help us... lol
Oh... the patio is almost done....
Cas
YDJ
YOUR DAILY JOURNAL
Wishing all a good week and looking forward to "seeing" you again upon my return ...
Love, CoCo
You off somewhere then ?
How long for ?
Whatever and where ever enjoy yourself my friend
David
Thanks for asking, David ...
I'm off on a little holiday in the country and will participate in a charity Garden Tour and Art Show.
Will let you know how it goes ... I will have no pc access for a while, which I think might be a good
thing. Lately I feel that I'm on sensory overload.
Hope all's well for you and yours,
CoCo
Coco,
Hope you had a wonderful time...
Dear Journal,
Seems life keeps us busy, even when we would rather find solitude and hibernate a while...
Still busy around here with construction... it's all coming together tho.
We also planted our first garden. We are such amateurs, it will be a miracle if anything grows at all. We have visions of huge tomatoes, warmed by the sun.... reality will no doubt, hand us a shriveled immature thing full of bugs... Lol. We will live and learn as we go.
I have been living on benadryl for my "Hay Fever"... running around mostly in a dazed and sleepy fog....but I am Not sneezing as much, thank goodness. All will be over by the middle of June...
Hope all is well for everyone else, seems no one is posting here much anymore, I fear that I have, more or less, killed this thread...
I sincerely hope not.
Cas
Since that "incident" several years ago, I have been unable to rise from my bed without someone's helping me. This bitter reality of helplessness very often overwhelms me, not infrequently to the point of tears. Mary and Jo are such sweethearts to visit me every day and offer whatever help they can. It's mostly their company that I crave. They always bring some treat. Books too. I love books and never even bother to turn on the TV. My landlady kindly had cable put it, thinking it a means to keep me entertained and, well, to get my mind off ...
I hate "going there," as they so commonly say. Can't we just use standard English? Dwelling about what happened does me no good, no good at all. Then, please, someone - tell me how to turn off the nightmare of events running over and over again through my tired brain. The trite but still painful question that everyone asks - they think I'm out of earshot, but I'm not - is "Why do bad things happen to good people?" Don't get me wrong, their outpouring of love and sympathy has been my salvation. Of course, I'm disabled FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE ... but I survived.
I need far more than momentary distraction to escape "survivor's guilt." At least, in my literary travels, I am able to let my imagination have free rein. I see myself traveling many miles to reunite with my family after so many years apart. When I step off the train, my son and my husband are smiling as I step down to greet them. My son's little arms reach up to me ... Then the loves of my life vanish before me.
I said I didn't want to go there.
Where is the night nurse? She's late.
I guess I could call the agency and see what's holding up "Nurse Jane" this time. Patience is a virtue I've never had. A reversal of fortune doesn't necessarily bring along with it a new and improved outlook on life. You know, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, or some such ... Au contraire, bitterness and anger got in the way of every decent emotion and positive thought I had troubled deliberately to cultivate. Mind over matter ... someone told me it doesn't matter.
Looking out the window - it's to the left of my bed and affords quite a nice view of the bay - I imagine myself the character Johnsy in "The Last Leaf," waiting to succumb to the inevitable. One by one the leaves drop to the snow-covered lane below. My life and my fate are bound up with the last remaining leaf ... See what I mean? I get caught up in the story, becoming the central character and booting the real heroine off the stage. What effrontery!
It was getting dark and I could tell from the swaying of the eucalyptus trees outside my window that a stiff wind was coming in off the bay. The two-story house next door does not block my view of the sea as it is set back a bit and what I can see is partially obscured by that little stand of trees. The gentle back-and-forth motion of those graceful eucalyptus caused the light in the second-story window to cut in and out. Hypnotic. Comfortable. Warm.
Coming to, after a brief snooze, I threw a casual glance out the window and, even as I write this, a shiver goes down my spine. I was unable to catch my breath for what I saw on my neighbor's roof. Dark though the sky had become, there was no mistaking what was there. I froze when its unearthly stare fixed on me.
Hi Coco glad to see you back i do hope things improve for you my firend.
My own life is going along a different trajectory, and that brings its own excitement and trepidations
regards
David
