Sunday
Dear Elsie
Today’s the day I’ve been thinking of the triangle of my life. As you grow older you will become very familiar with our apartment. We have 2 bedrooms – one large and one small. The triangle of my life unfolds in my big bedroom, where we have my bed –
My desk…
And of course, my rocking chair…
Each spot holds much importance for me. My desk is where the work gets done. The rocking chair is where I do my Bible reading and sometimes I have an afternoon snooze (like today). And my bed is where I get my all important sleep. On the left of my desk is my puzzle table which has become a satisfying form of relaxation and distraction.
The triangle of my life – I find it really interesting because it’s a confined space and I spend most of my life in it – many days it’s about 20 hours.
This evening Mike made bread and it was a cracker of a loaf. David took the photo…
Talking of David, he’s just made tea for Mike & I, coffee for Julian and hot chocolate for himself. When Julian said he would do it, David said he was feeling good and while he is okay, he’ll make the drinks. It’s very good to hear him say, “I’m feeling good.” It was ‘good’ not ‘okay’. What music to my ears. With crashes and relapses part of the Long Covid journey, we take GOOD today. 🎉🙌🙏
I swam for more than an hour today. The rain had passed, but the cloud cover remained. The sea was warm and gentle. I was in the process of getting out when I spotted a paraglider high in the sky. He floated from the direction of Constantiaberg and I watched him glide over Fish Hoek, and then over the Kalk Bay mountains towards Muizenberg. I was cold when I got home, so hot showered and dressed warmly for the rest of the day.
This weekend has been a good one. Tomorrow is my Grand-niece’s birthday. Lizzy is turning 1!
This was the Bible verse that soothed my soul this morning.
Psalm 41:3
The Lord sustains him on his sickbed; in his illness you restore him to full health.
Amen!
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂