Sunday
Dear Elsie
Today was the day I had a sweet moment with Claw’d. I had been out and when I got home, he was sitting in my rocking chair. Usually when he’s there and I want to sit down, as I lower myself towards the chair, he leaps up and jumps off. Not today. He stared up at me as if to say, “I got here first.” I squeezed in next to him…
Eventually, he thought maybe my lap would be more comfortable.
Funny boy!
I have decided some of the tiniest things in the world can make me happy. I have a favourite spoon and this morning at breakfast, there it was, in the cutlery tray right at the top. My favourite spoon. It’s not too big; it’s not too small; it’s just right. I always look for it & am really pleased when it’s not in the dishwasher. It’s slightly smaller than a dessert spoon which is the reason I like it. In the photo below, it’s the top one. You can see my hand taking the photo in the bottom one!
Tiny pleasures! Another joy of the day was having a pedicure.
Later I went for a walk to the end of the street. The fire that burnt out the electricity box has caused all sorts of problems because over that section of the road the main electricity cables are underground. The Council has spent the weekend trying to fix the problem with workers digging up the road. They have to dig as far as the electricity pylon on the left.
There’s quite a stretch of road affected…
And to provide electricity for those without, there is an enormous generator.
It should be done in the next day or two.
Further down the road, the derelict house has had part of the roof removed.
And the house at the end is having its second half completed.
Those were the activities on the road today. A windy day.
We’ve just returned from visiting David upstairs. He is constructing a plan for 2024 where he will focus on more resting and restoring his body. He said he is feeling physically able to go out, but he is choosing not to. He needs to really rest his body and spend as much time as possible doing nothing. Getting his head (and ours) around this has taken time. It’s been a torrid journey for sure & I am understanding the rollercoaster is not yet over, but we are close to acceptance. The stages of grief come close to what we have had to deal with – loss of David’s health is certainly something to grieve over. While we may not have had denial and anger, I’m sure David has. I have bargained – I would have taken his place in a heartbeat. We have all had our moments of misery and depression. Now more than ever, we feel able to accept what has happened. Our new goal is to establish him in a lower part of our accommodation where he is closer to the road and will have less stairs to climb. That won’t happen immediately but we should be able to achieve it by mid-2024. The scary thing is the real possibility he may not be fully better by then.
Isaiah 45:5
“I am the Lord, and there is no other; apart from me there is no God.
I will strengthen you…”
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx