as the world turns.....

I remember a moment when.....
we were driving down the road heading to my father-in-laws funeral - my husband's Mom said "I don't know how the world continues to turn with out Dad". It was like everyone should KNOW and UNDERSTAND that someone they loved was taken off the earth and their heartache should be felt universally.
I felt similar feelings yesterday, how can the world be buzzy about when I am so tired and my Dad is so ill, Mom is exhausted and yet decisions need to be made about more testing, then when/what treatment can be in the mix.

But, the world continues to turn and life goes on. Routine stuff keeps our minds from "thinking" too much, mundane things like eating and cleaning are mindless chores but keep our hands busy,
books take me away for an hour or two to a land far,far away....all things we do to keep from letting ourselves drown in the facts.
A beautiful little ray of sunshine has been our daughter's lovely smile at our door, her concerned voice on the phone, acts of kindness, little Molly's sweet little voice and presence now and again bring sunshine and warmth, friends care and concern seem to be a solid pillar to lean on when one feels like crumbling on to the floor exhausted and overwhelmed....prayers from your mouth to God's ear and His strength aids us to walk a difficult walk in a dark valley with only His light to guide us through. I feel sometimes like I'm in a "maze" not sure which way to turn, who to ask for assistance, the questions that need to be asked, am I asking the right ones to the right people, struggling for information and searching the internet for hours, finding an answer to one question only to realize another has popped up in it's place......finding the place to get plugged into has been interesting and challenging but rewarding when solutions are at hand and Mom's concerns and worries in dealing with everyday things for Dad are put to rest. Keeping my brother's informed constantly, replying to their questions and concerns....I'm thinking an assistant just might be needed if I had any more siblings! The days in the past few weeks seem to have 48 hours in each one instead of the usual 24....but, all in all we are hanging in there.

Walking the halls of the hospital one realizes how fortunate "good health" really is and how much we take it for granted each and every day......life may throw us curves now and then...like the new vehicle did not come in yet, the ice-cream melted before getting home, the
light bill needed to be paid yesterday, the house won't be ready to move into as soon as we thought, we need a new couch....everyday curves...but when one get a "knuckle ball" thrown at you like your health is in jeopardy then little else matters.

and the world continues to turn......