It’s not likely I’ll forget Christmas 2024.
It’s the first Christmas Eve my kids and I have not been together. There will be another day to celebrate. No Worry.
It’s been nearly a week in the hospital, have had surgery on my ankle and next I’ll go to rehab facility for a lengthy stay.
It looks like I’ll live at St Luke’s in Dickinson for a few weeks. I know it’s a lovely place and close to home. Sadly, my last visit there was to sit next to my late husband David as he finished his life’s journey.
I first started writing a column more than 20 years ago when David started his final journey. Erv and Donnavee at Eido Connect asked me if I would be comfortable writing about what we were going through. As it has turned out it has been a strength and encouragement for me. I hope I have helped a few folks along the way.
You’d think I’d be depressed. Not so. I’ve been praying for some time for clear knowledge of what I’m supposed to do.
In the hospital I’ve met so many people who seemed to need conversation with me.
I’m not pleased with crashing on the ice but sometimes it takes a bit to get our attention.
I can’t go home because I can’t manage steps into the house etc. Plus, I have to have therapy every day. I’ve had a lot of pain since the pain block from surgery wore off, but I have good drugs and wonderful staff to help me. I’ve had encounters with some wonderful people. I’ve met a lot of people who seem to need my visit. One young male nurse even comes to see me now even if I’m not on his shift. Guess I collected another kid here.
I’ve felt the prayers of many and received good wishes and messages from so many people.
The ladies that daughter Tiffany hikes with in Theodore Roosevelt National Park brought flowers. Thank you, Nora, Brenda and Carol.
I got up yesterday and practiced with a walker. Sat in a chair for a couple of hours.
I’m more convinced everyday I’m here for a reason.
Let go and let God!
Life is good today.