Tag-teaming with the lupus today. I was expecting a friend over and I wanted to spruce up a bit.
Wait, wait, not so fast there.
Can I do this. Yes. Alright, then, dishes after breakfast, done.
Can I scrub that. Not without collapsing. Okay, then, that will have to stay imperfect–how do two adults with no little kids around anymore get a floor in need of being swept again two days after the last time? But mopping, not happening. How about this? Okay, then, laundry, mostly done. I rested and I made progress and at one point I put my feet up and cast on the next Colinette hat.
But rather than feeling growly or worried that things were flaring a little more than I’d like, I found myself mentally giving a brief nod at all the things that weren’t going wrong medically that had before and simply rejoicing at the great gift that it is to be alive. To be able to love. To have been raised by parents who love me, to have been able to turn around and give that to my children in turn, and best of all, to see the payoff in how very well my grandchildren are being parented, with much thanks to Kim’s parents and grandparents too.
Got to see some new pictures today of 15-month-old Hudson helping his cousin out by eating most of Hayes’s birthday cupcake for him. You want all that? Nah, it’s a little much, here, have some. Thanks! Um, wait, that was a lot.
Hayes. A year already! What an intense joy after all those prayers to see him growing and interacting and perfectly fine.
The friend’s day changed such that there was just no way she could make the long drive here and back up clear across San Francisco and beyond after all the traveling she’s been doing. She was so sorry.
I know fatigue. I would have loved to have seen her while she’s back in California, but I totally understood how it was, no problem. I’m just glad we got that close.
And as I knit I anticipated happy faces to come. It’s all good.
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I’ve been traveling and have only just gotten a bit caught up – much more to tidy up around the house here, with the same thoughts of how does it get so messy with just the two of us. Reading through the back posts is a nice way to come home.
Comment by twinsetellen 07.20.14 @ 11:20 amSending a prayer of gratitude for having the privilege to get to know you, be it through the virtual world.
This post brought a smile to my face. I nodded a lot reading it. 🙂
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