April showers - Oh yes. But then again maybe not. Aren't showers meant to be short and not last all day?
Anyway, it's been a bit grim weather wise, but we have still had a lovely day. Went out to get the daily Frapp and a bit of a mooch round, including going to look at some driveways as we are contemplating a new drive - though we are guessing when we gett he quote we will suddenly fall in love with our existing driveway. We'll see but we are expecting tomorrow's quote to be beyond our reach.
I did take a picture of the day though which was of Holy Angel's church and we both loved this.
We have a little woodcarving just like this that we bought from Oberammergau when we went to the Passion Play.
I also have to add my photo for yesterday which was our Easter dinner. Well actually Nigel's Easter dinner as mine had fewer potato and more veg. Oh and no gravy - never been a gravy girl.
I managed to do the weekly challenge on UKS today too - which involved different types of paper, nursery rhymes and animals.
It is another page for our 2012 album and pictures from Monkey World on Good Friday.
I confess to already being addicted to the little stamp I bought on Saturday - tiny little border stamps that I can see being used again and again.
Today I am thankful for
- lazy days
- time to just chill out
- unexpected sights that move us
My page a day calendar today is
When my husband, Lynn, spent his first night in the ICU following surgery to remove most of a malignant brain tumor, he couldn’t sleep. In spite of some strong medication, he appeared agitated, especially as he tried to absorb the meaning of the news that he had brain cancer. I kept talking to him, gently trying to calm him, but in listening and responding, his blood pressure kept rising.
“Why don’t you go home and get some sleep,” a nurse kindly suggested at about 11:00 P.M. “Then he might fall asleep, too.” Reluctantly, I left.
The next morning, Lynn seemed much better. “I couldn’t fall asleep after you left,” he told me. “I had too many frightening thoughts running through my mind. Finally, a nurse came in.”
“What did she say to you?” I asked.
“I don’t remember that she said much. She just held my hand.”
Over the next several days I learned about the holiness of that simple gesture. Sometimes, in our adjustments to difficult realities, we get all tangled up in words, trying to fix each other’s pain. Sometimes, in those hard moments, the most profound way we can comfort each other is by simply, silently, holding hands.
Father, You express Your love and mercy by holding us in Your hands. Help us to communicate love and mercy as we hold each other’s hands.
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