Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Life Happens

I'm not even going to bother trying to explain or to make excuses for not posting here for the past 22 days. Life just happens sometimes.

And, as much as I swear to the importance of the written word, there are times when people and relationships come first and that is how it should be.

The way I see it, lived experiences add juice to the written word.

It's not to say I didn't write but my paper journal is what invites me to come forth at the end of a long busy day. It's a place to let go. It is like coming home.

A very dear friend of mine broke her hip on June 26th. What a shitty deal that is, especially for someone who is in the last year of her eighties, active and full of life. But a broken anything is a shitty deal for anyone I suppose.

This one is a trooper in every way imaginable and she wasn't about to give up.

The will to live, a healthy mind, a positive attitude, and a strong desire to continue to live her reason for being is helping her make tremendous strides on her road to recovery.

Everyday I've been expressing gratitude that I live closer to her now and I was able to visit and spend a lot of time with her through her 3 week hospital stay.

1 comment:

  1. I'm sure your visits were some of the best parts of her hospital days.
    I have wondered where you got to, so am glad you've posted now. Better late than never!