Today I pushed John to the hospital for his daily dressing change and physio session.
it’s warmer… the snow is soft making it’s difficult for him to find traction.
as i said goodbye …
“kay…i’m going to the studio…call me and I will meet you here when you’re ready to come home.”
“okie doke… see you soon.”
We both knew… he wouldn’t call (or text) …. he would find his way home, determined to make it on his own.
(we live close… just across the street and a few houses down)
As I walked away…
I thought… funny…..how we say one thing… but mean or think another.
Is that so wrong?
To say the things our loved ones need to hear?
(at least … some of the time?)
I’d love to hear your thoughts….
Anyhow… I made my way to the studio…
opened my fresh bundle of eucalyptus …. special ordered from my flower-lady friend.
Pat… you are a beautiful soul…
Yesterday (after I saw you) I hopped in the car….and I said to John…. “Pat’s one of the truly beautiful ones…it shines right through”
“She really is.”
i hope your day is beautiful friends.
with love. xx Kim
I was right….It wasn’t long ….. He was home.
(no call, no text).
We do not have the right to feel helpless. We must help ourselves. After destiny has delivered what it delivers, we are responsible for our lives.” ― Cheryl Strayed