Jewells of Thought

Last week I resigned myself to living in limbo. This does not mean I sat idly by and did absolutely nothing just that I simply waited on God’s timing. Mom will always remind me of a favorite saying that is also a favorite family song, In His Time. I would sing this with Dad and Mom would accompany us on the piano I don’t know how many times… I miss those days.

Timing is everything though. Even with my wrist and arm hurting more with each month I wait for word on this surgery I continue to work with my hands. I can still make things with little to no pain; it’s when I hold bags of groceries with the wrong armor heavy cast iron skillets that it wears me down. Sometimes it still amazes me what hurts and what doesn’t hurt. This weekend driving became my big hurdle. An extended drive worked my arm so hard that it was still aching on Monday.

That drive happened though, after receiving two blessed phone calls. My messages were heard from Indy and I finally received my surgery date mid morning on Friday. It meant I would still have to wait over a month, but the main thing is I had a date. It’s March 14th the relief flooded my soul even as I lost connection with the nurse again. I had the information though and she said a packet was coming in the mail. It came very quickly like on Monday I was quite excited to know it was happening and that real relief was coming soon.

Okay so not one of my best photos. It’s the only one with my new glasses though. I am really happy with this pair.

The second phone call came late in the afternoon Friday. My new glasses were already ready, and at least 2 days early. I have hated the pair I was wearing and thought if I have to wear glasses and not be able to deal with contacts I need something that is more comfortable. These new ones are amazing. Night and day difference and I don’t have to worry anymore. When the surgery day comes and I can most assuredly not have to worry about my non-dominant hand and contacts for the days after surgery.

If last week was my challenging week then this week is my, I made it week. Tonight and Thursday night are days that could be very different and yet memorable days. Thursday is just a little harder to grasp even though I have known it was coming for years. Saying goodbye to loved ones… those memories never go away. I can so instantly be transported to those days…