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Monday, March 31, 2008
Candles
How interesting that the sky has been the shade of old, over-used and worn-out muslin sheets for most of the time during the past few days while I've sat in my recliner watching squirrels run back and forth along the top of the fence. I finally decided that a candle has to be burning at all times. If the sun won't visit while I am stuck here with mush for brains, I'll just create my own light and warmth.
Perfectly, the sun peeked out for a short time on Saturday - one of only two outings I've made in the last week (the other being for physical therapy). I can still feel the hot sun beating on my shoulders as I walked to visit Mr. and Mrs. Owl and family. That was very nice.
But back to candles.
I've started back on my rounds of visiting the blogohood. First stop was Sometimes Saintly Nick's. Reading back over the week that I missed, I found that on last Tuesday, he wrote about ME. ME! With a prayer for my surgery and recovery. Is that not THE NICEST thing that I have heard of??? And with it, he had a photo of purple candles. Guess what's burning right now in the CarolForPeace house...
You guessed it - all purple and warm and light and reminding me of how we're not alone even when we are all by ourselves with a sky that forgot to show its colors.
Thank you, Nick, and thank you to all of your friends who willingly joined you in thinking about ME!
It helped. It really, really did - and still does. The gift that keeps on giving.
Perfectly, the sun peeked out for a short time on Saturday - one of only two outings I've made in the last week (the other being for physical therapy). I can still feel the hot sun beating on my shoulders as I walked to visit Mr. and Mrs. Owl and family. That was very nice.
But back to candles.
I've started back on my rounds of visiting the blogohood. First stop was Sometimes Saintly Nick's. Reading back over the week that I missed, I found that on last Tuesday, he wrote about ME. ME! With a prayer for my surgery and recovery. Is that not THE NICEST thing that I have heard of??? And with it, he had a photo of purple candles. Guess what's burning right now in the CarolForPeace house...
You guessed it - all purple and warm and light and reminding me of how we're not alone even when we are all by ourselves with a sky that forgot to show its colors.
Thank you, Nick, and thank you to all of your friends who willingly joined you in thinking about ME!
It helped. It really, really did - and still does. The gift that keeps on giving.
Labels: candles, post-surgery, Sometimes Saintly Nick
posted by Carol at 12:34 PM
7 Comments:
You are more than welcome, Carol. I hope your recovery continues well.
I have this thing for candles: my house in full of them. Every room has candles in it. One of my favorites is in the kitchen: it is burning now and its apple-cinnamon fragrance comes into the study/library where I am now. It really makes my house homey—very homey!
Carol, welcome back. I too saw Nick's amazing post. He's more than sometimes saintly.
And your post is lovely, as they always are. What a gift to have you back among us.
Nick,
I thought of you when I looked at my candle yesterday. Today the sun is shining and I had P.T., so I haven't lit one yet, but I will, and I will know that you are also enjoying a warm flame.
San,
Thanks!
Yeah, I had hard time typing the "Sometimes" word. How about "Mostly"?
Glad your surgery went so well. It seems like you should be good as new before the summer. Glad to hear it.
I know when I had the full blown gall bladder surgery I was told that the more pain meds I took, the longer it would take for me to get out of the hospital. From that point on I only took my meds twice. I got myself out of there with a three day stay and did not look back. I guess I was lucky. I hope you too will get to where you no longer need the pain medication just because who needs to take medicine if they can avoid it. Until then, I hope they gave you real good stuff to keep you in comfort.
Until then enjoy the owl family. You would not want to take on a squirrel family or two would you? I have an abundance around my house.
Hey Barman,
Thanks for visiting!
Today is day 3 without meds. Whoohoo! I don't like the way they feel - except when I'm in bad pain and then I LOVE the feeling when they kick in.
Gall Bladder surgery - surgery to your core - has to not be fun. Yes, I'd do anything to get out of the hospital. Fortunately, mine was out-patient.
I think that if I took some of your squirrel families, the squirrel families around here might call for war. This is a good neighborhood for squirrels, though. Don't tell your rodent neighbors, but someone around here offers the squirrels a never-ending supply of corn on the cob. Because of that, we get corn growing in the strangest places in our yard...
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I'm elated to hear that you're doing well and I'm looking forward to tales of your amazing bionic feats.
B.T.W., In answer to your question: January 30th.
Rimshot,
Thanks for visiting! I hope my bionic feats won't be a disappointment.
Glad to know that, if you are psychic, I have most of a year to read your blog before, well, you know...
I just hope that you're not psychic...
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