Monday
Today was the day…
We did our routine back-to-front. The day dawned spectacularly beautiful with hardly a cloud in the sky. This was sunrise from my rocking chair…
I had a 9am appointment at the physio. Today’s appointment was supposed to be dedicated to my jaw. Despite the surgery being more than a year ago, I still have some numbness and so I wanted to see if there was anything that could be done to improve it. Jessie is an amazing physio and she really amazed me with what she did. Today I had a combo session! She worked my jaw muscle and found a lot of stress over the left. She also worked my calf muscle under which is the root of the tendon which is giving me so much grief. I’m going back late next week. But it did mean no early morning swim. Mike and I looked longingly at the perfect day with not a breath of wind and decided we had to go later today. I postponed my 4pm Skype appointment to tomorrow and after seeing our guests into the cottage, we walked to the beach. Tide was super high. Sea was flat and with the sun on it all day, it was warmer than usual and an absolute pleasure to swim in. I did use my spring suit though. I swam out to the barrel and back and then up and down towards the lighthouse and back.
Getting out and showering – so much warmer than the morning. Why are we not doing this all the time? We came home, showered and had coffee. I think tomorrow it may be raining. Mike is still threatening to go but we’ll see how cold and wet it is.
This morning as I sat in my rocking chair and thought about how we are only passing through, I cast my mind back to special ordinary days. The one that jumped out at me most vividly was, I think, Thursday 10th December 1987. We had bought Stacey home from the hospital the day before – she had been born on the 4th. Mike went to work. I was a new Mom. That day was so perfect. Stacey wasn’t sleeping through the night of course, but she was a great drinker! That day, her routine was spot on. She fed, she slept. I cleaned the cottage we were renting in Paarl and was 100% content. I remember feeling so on top of everything. Clearly my post-partum hormones hadn’t gone up the creek without a paddle or if they had, they were back to normal for one single day! Everything was perfect. What happened the next day or the day after, I can’t remember, but that day, that single day, I was euphoric with gratitude and happiness. Funny that I can remember that day. It was pretty special.
I think if you can try to do something special every day, it may make every day special. Going to the beach is our special something. It’s just amazing being in the sea. I sure am addicted, especially when there is no wind and the sea is flat!
Isaiah 43:1
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name, you are Mine.”
The best is yet to come – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂