I feel like I've been in the twilight zone the past while. Several long days with my mother in hospital and evenings and nights alone in my parents' big house that creaks as the temperature changes. My dad returns from an overseas trip at the end of this week. Meanwhile, I'm thankful for siblings and others who support me, the local supporter, by email, phone and prayer. This evening I hope to return to the house with my mother gingerly in tow. It's just the beginning of this health "adventure"for her.
Been thinking of "mining the day" for several weeks now. Different from seizing it I think. I'm looking for "allusions" for one thing. Physical references to less tangible truths and preferably uplifting ones. I'm also hunting for beauty. And, of course and always, humor.
I'm surveying my findings so far. Driving to the hospital yesterday I passed a small community garden with a big sign saying "The Hug Farm". Made me smile. A song on the radio played a tune with something about "you're not wandering alone". Reminded me of a desolate time living alone in a city when the very moment I thought "no one knows I'm here" a person I'd met in another country suddenly drove by and said hello. As for beauty, I defy seasonal cliche' and say I'm nearly floored by the burning intensity of the fall oranges mixed with deep purple, or burgundy and green sharing two sides of leaves like taffeta. These are colors that paint can't mix. Colors plugged into a power source.
As for humor, yes, finding some of that too. A bumper sticker yesterday said "Save a life, spay or neuter." Ok...so saving which life? The life or litter you're preventing? Even mildly illogical statements amuse me. Also entertained by the 3.5 stars of 5 rating hospital which is certainly that because of the meal delivery. Two days ago, my mom's "lunch" came at 3 pm, which was after my several requests. But dinner/supper was early. 4:30 pm, actually. The exact same meal. Almost brilliantly terrible service. I'm glad my mother has a good sense of humor. We'll all need it in days and months to come.
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