That heavenly smell
From days of yore! We awaken to the smell of fresh baked pie. Carefully rolled pastry with syrupy filling. And best of all?? My son is the creator.
From days of yore! We awaken to the smell of fresh baked pie. Carefully rolled pastry with syrupy filling. And best of all?? My son is the creator.
I was checking out some music by Jan Vayne and the Gypsy Boys. They were at a concert in Germany (?) a few years ago. A YouTube piece has some music from the concert series over the years. Four minutes of good listening.
Loved the comment by MaryAnne on yesterday’s blog entry! Normal is just a dryer setting!
Well, I am feeling closer to normal. As is Jill.
Today we headed out to pick up some groceries. Together. In the same car. Without a walker.
The groeries were for a friend who has just come home from the hospital. He needed some food — he was in hospital lon enough his fridge food was starting to grow green! We didn’t need to pick up a lot of food, just enough to tide him over for a few days.
This morning was a three hour stint at the office. Not bad! And now I’m working at home on a sermon. Almost a 3/4 day, which is getting back to "normal". In a few weeks, I’ll be out after a full day of work and wonder why I couldn’t be "normal" the way I was a few weeks ago!!
Well, one more of our helpers has returned home.
Brenda, my wife’s sister, returned to Ontario. She came for 20 days. A sacrifice which we have greatly appreciated. From cleaning house to making meals to being a comfort and strength. Family can truly be a strong branch that keeps one going.
My son, Tim, is here for the next few days. He drove us home tonight. Soon we’ll drive him to his flight on April 1st. While returning to "normal" will be nice, I’m going to miss the company!!