Warm, warm, warm

I don’t do heat and I don’t do cold–my comfort zone is somewhere in the middle. These past few days it’s been averaging over 80 deg. and spiked to over 90 yesterday. We’ve only used the A/C a bit before retiring for the evening, but last night I shut it off and shouldn’t have. I woke up after sleeping for 2 hrs. and was so uncomfortable I migrated to the living room sofa with the oscillating fan blowing over me. Lethargic isn’t just a word anymore.

When it was cool enough to move, I began taking apart the trimmings from the brown strip quilt. I had enough fabric and batting to make a number of drink coaster sets. I wanted to make something to give away as gifts during our trip back east. We need new drink coasters and that’s what gave me the idea to just make sets of them, tied with ribbon as a ‘thank you’ gift. I have cookbooks and cooky cutters set aside for the cousin from Colorado, and will need to make something special for the cousin in TN and the one in the U.K. I think I’ve come up with the design for my Christmas cards, but it’s very time intensive so will have to either re-think it or trim my ‘special card’ list.

I’ve been among the missing for some time now — depression and a gut flare have made me into a hermit. I withdraw… I’ve also had a death in our extended family — our daughter-in-law’s uncle passed away and her grandmother is in the hospital passing away from the same disease that took her son barely 3 weeks ago. The dr’s have said she has less than a week to live so they’ve called the family in from out of town. This is not how she wanted to go — especially not before her son — she’d wanted to go to sleep and not wake up. I spoke with my DIL yesterday and was to the point of tears, remembering her grandmother and my mother had been friends. I imagined the pain her mother was going through and it brought back the pain of my own loss of my mother. I told my DIL we were reaching that age when those we loved would be leaving us. Later on I went onto Facebook for the first time in weeks and saw that my son had posted the same mantra that I put at the end of each of my entries here.

"Take your loved ones in your arms, hold em’ really tight. Tell them you love them. Spend time with them, because you won’t have them around forever…"

This entry has been a bit of a downer, I know, but at least I’m writing. I couldn’t bring myself to open up enough to write before now. This too shall pass — it has before and will again. Be safe, be well, and please be happy. Be sure to tell those you love that you love them. Life is precious and so very fragile. Death will come to each of us in its own good time and in its own good way. Blessings to all…