Wishing every day stronger. Wishing no backward sliding or a little humor to go with it when it does. Wishing the pain, aggravation, impatience and dependence results in wisdom and realism in how to share it with those on the other side of new hip, new knee ... Also lots of love. Maren
You’re one of my very few, very favorite writers. I am glad that your beautiful writing is not malady-dependent. I am glad your context of recovery includes family, community, creativity, access to the varied apparatus of health and healing. You have a profoundly strong spirit. Thanks for the humor. Sorry for your pain. And thanks for inviting me to your Doomsday Dance Party. Meet you on the dance floor when the time is right. Bless, Dwight.
Damn! I’m sorry that you aren’t dancing or pickle balling yet. I have been praying for you and wondering what it was like for you. I’m sending you love and taking this all in for my hip replacement in June. Meanwhile I will investigate fairy smut! Thank you for being you. Hang in there and know I’m praying for some peace for you in the coming days.
"investigate fairy smut" :) do it, Sue! You'll be happy to know I graduated to a cane yesterday and (after examining some internalized able-ism) it made me very happy! Had a glass of wine at our neighbor's house, and I feel human and hopeful again. Will turn all this into prayers for you, come June!
Wishing every day stronger. Wishing no backward sliding or a little humor to go with it when it does. Wishing the pain, aggravation, impatience and dependence results in wisdom and realism in how to share it with those on the other side of new hip, new knee ... Also lots of love. Maren
a perfect prayer (not unusual from you, pastor). thanks Maren! <3
You’re one of my very few, very favorite writers. I am glad that your beautiful writing is not malady-dependent. I am glad your context of recovery includes family, community, creativity, access to the varied apparatus of health and healing. You have a profoundly strong spirit. Thanks for the humor. Sorry for your pain. And thanks for inviting me to your Doomsday Dance Party. Meet you on the dance floor when the time is right. Bless, Dwight.
thank you for these encouraging words, Dwight! <3
Damn! I’m sorry that you aren’t dancing or pickle balling yet. I have been praying for you and wondering what it was like for you. I’m sending you love and taking this all in for my hip replacement in June. Meanwhile I will investigate fairy smut! Thank you for being you. Hang in there and know I’m praying for some peace for you in the coming days.
"investigate fairy smut" :) do it, Sue! You'll be happy to know I graduated to a cane yesterday and (after examining some internalized able-ism) it made me very happy! Had a glass of wine at our neighbor's house, and I feel human and hopeful again. Will turn all this into prayers for you, come June!
Blessings on your recovery! You can always get a sock aid so you can put on your own socks 😉 (yes i am an OT)
I thought about it! But didn't want to buy too much stuff. Besides, I actually like it that my husband has to put my socks on. It's so romantic :)
"Don’t send... the Jacquie Lawson cards!" Amen, my friend. Amen. Holding you in the light of God's love as you heal.
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