My body decided to observe today as an honest day of rest.
My frame was in a horizontal position for much of the day. My great husband was
also enjoying this holiday. Our bodies had claimed enough and we easily
listened to their cries.
I think through all of our evening escapades in the dream
department, Bob’s difficulties are creating a night of horror for him. I can
surely not slumber in peace while he is screaming just inches away. So, my body
let me know that it had enough and convinced me that I have a very comfortable
mattress.
Once my body was more relaxed, God sent reminders that I was
not alone. A fabulous uncle called me and talked for 41 minutes. I found out
about his life and also got lots of comforting words. It felt wonderful to hear
his voice and know there were many prayers heading up in our names. Aah, life
is good.
I checked my Facebook page and had a long list of people
willing to take time to say that they cared. They had read my blog and were
touched by the postings. Those words are so valuable and help me so much. My
Yahoo Support Group was right there with additional words of wisdom and
support. Wow, life is good.
We splurged and went out to eat at a wonderful wok
restaurant. A parent of one of our preschool kids had suggested for me to come
try some of the delicious food. So Bob and I drove south to test out these
claims. All I can say is yummy and I ate far too much. This gentleman even
bought us one of the appetizers. Here is someone who has met me once and is
willing to go this extra step. Life is good.
There are many examples of my good life. We have a home, not
a house, with a very comfortable bed. We have relatives that care for us – like
a sister who will drive across the state, an uncle who will take time from his
schedule and a stranger to donate food. Plus I know there are more relatives
and more prayers and more people who care. I even have a daughter, son-in-law
and two grandsons. (Did you know I was a
grandma!)
So, it’s a lazy day, but a good one. My body is stronger and
my heart feels comforted. I even have people who care enough to read these
words. Aah. Life is good!
God Uses Our Love to Prove that Life is Good
My full stomach
and squished pillow prove that life is good.
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