Saturday, January 20, 2018
This sitting around is
going to get pretty tough unless I find some creative activities that can be
done in a small space and with little movement.
Last night, I did finish a puzzle with my booted-leg propped up on the
table beside me. It’s a good thing the
legs are still limber. There is one more
puzzle to break open, so that will help.
Glade took down the
Christmas tree today and vacuumed and rearranged furniture. It feels good. The red lights on the pine and poinsettia
garland still grace the china cupboard, but the lights feel so cozy and help
warm the cool evenings. They’ll stay up
for a while longer.
Pres. and Sister Colton
stopped by this afternoon and brought a pretty yellow begonia plant and visited
for half an hour. The well-being of the
senior missionaries is their responsibility and they were kind to come see
first hand how things are going. Many of
the missionaries have been ill with colds and flu and there have been other
falls and health issues which are typical of this age group. I just didn’t plan to be one of the victims,
but I’m grateful to be healthy and have enough energy that recovery should be short
and uneventful.
The sweet sister chorister
in the Spanish Ward emailed and said she wanted to bring dinner to us tonight. She and her 12-year-old daughter, who is the
soon-to-be-organist, brought take-out and stayed to visit. Later, a sweet single sister missionary who
lives upstairs brought a fruit plate and dip down to me after Glade had gone to
the temple, and we had a great visit. I
admire these single sisters so much for their ability to serve independently
and deal with challenges on their own.
She lost her husband about five years ago. Also, she is the sister who face-planted on a
sidewalk on her way out to lunch with friends a few weeks ago and broke her wrist. The day I fell, she fell again in the laundry
room at the temple, hit her head on the floor, and rebroke the same wrist!
Have a special and spiritually renewing Sabbath. Love and Hugs to
Everyone! 😊
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