It
is as chilly as winter today and a slow drizzly rain that is reminiscent of
beginning snow has fallen all day. The damp chill seems to sink into my bones
like honey into warm cornbread! Even Biscuit doesn’t want out, but curls up on
our bed trying to wait for a sunnier day.
Last
night we went to ER again and this time DH got some temporary relief which some
mental relief for me. I never do well in the month of March as S.A.D. wipes me out.
This year with cancer and hubby and family issues and the sorrowful state of
our country, well, life in general, I was holding my own until yesterday. Then
worry about hubby broke me down. I called ER and got a truly kind charge nurse
who said, “Bring him in. I can help him.” She did and then the PA, also a kind
woman, did blood work that should have been done long before. They gave him
pain meds and enough relief until we can see a doctor on Monday. I think we are
in for another big life change here. Doesn’t feel fair that our Golden Years
are so tarnished! But I am grateful for kindness of these women.
Another
strange incident in kindness happened this morning when I went to grocery
store. I did not use the riding cart but got myself through the store walking,
a feat for me these days. A man smiled at me in line and when I got my stuff to
the car, he too had checked out and was parked next to me. He started talking
to me about how unkind some people are these days and how a lady in the store
made him feel bad. Did I ever have that happen? Ah, yes, and I wondered in the
cold drizzle what kind of a come on this was. I said people are upset in
general and maybe she had bad day before the store. He said the woman had
ruined his day until a kind woman talked to him in the parking lot, thanked me,
and wished me a good day ahead. Strange. But I said a little prayer asking God
to never let me forget what a kind word does for people, no matter how
depressed or sick I get.
So,
March is ending now, and I have always like April because it is National Poetry
Month. This afternoon Jan Morrill put up a Haiku challenge on her blog page. Oh,
what fun this sounds like! I have struggled with haiku as I try to follow the
rules and then have had editors correct me, saying I adhere too closely to
rules. Hum, I never know what to do. But this is 30 days with new topic for
every April day. Surely, I can write a few 17 syllable poems for her page! I
have not been able to write at all, but this just might help get the brain
working again. I suggest you check her page out at https://haikubyhaiku.wordpress.com/2017/03/30/celebrate-national-poetry-month/
I
hope to see your own lines there during April!!!!
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5 comments:
Kindness is a severely underrated treasure.
I am so glad that DH got some relief and have my fingers crossed that he (and you) get more support next week.
Haikus are beyond me. Good luck. And have fun.
So glad that fella in the parking lot spoke up. Little things mean a lot, indeed.
Prayers for your hubby's relief!
Claudia--Limericks are fun as well.
I hope that soon your husband gets the medical help he needs.
Claudia, you WERE being hit on. You have such a sweet face, and I am sure your kindness radiates even when you are in pain and agony.
There is a poet in town who specializes in Haiku who says you do not have to be so strict with the syllables anymore. He gets published everywhere.
January does to me what March does to you. I hope April brings sunshine and good news for DH and you.
You are SO right about Kindness.
Does one's heart good to be a "source" of it, doesn't it?
And no way to truly express the joy of being a recipient of even the SMALLEST kindness....
How about a haiku about it?
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