A DIFFERENT LIFE

My friend Judy;s husband died. So sad but also a blessing; he is no longer in pain – mentally and physically. Take care of yourself, Judy.

I cooked a brisket this week. Took half of it to our potluck at the painting society. Took the other half to the church for the youth group's meeting. I am trying so very, very hard to keep myself busy and and involved in some things just for me. It is amazing how hard it is to just make arrangements to have someone (someone I approve of) stay with James, get my stuff (art supplies, food, etc.) loaded in the car and back out of the driveway.

A few days ago I sat and listened to a lady complain about all the things in her life that she hates. That she hates getting up so early for church; she would love to sit and drink coffee on Sunday mornings. She hates daylight savings time; well don't we all hate it? Lots of other things of the same ilk. I just listened and thought to myself “Honey, you ain't seen nothing”.

Yesterday I planted 8 tomato plants, some sweet basil and some lettuce. The next few days are “barren days” according to Farmer's Almanac, don't plant anything. Thank goodness; that about “corked” me as my neighbor used to say.

Loving Hands built a ramp from front porch to ground so James can get down easier. It is really great; I love it. It is also another reminder of what my life has become.

Am reading South of Broad by Pat Conroy He such a great writer.

And now to James – he is slowly going down and down. But I don't seem to want to write about it.