Psalm 92:1 It is good to give thanks to the Lord, And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High
Trumpeter Swans, Cougar Gulch 4 March 2021
Today Mike had PT, and all went well. After we went to brunch at Elmer’s on Appleway, then we were planning to go vote, but Mike hadn’t taken his wallet with him, and we had to go back to the house, first. He finally got his wallet, we voted, stopped at the Dollar Store to see if they had any mango nectar (his favorite juice). We were in luck, there were 4 quarts on the shelf today. And then we headed home.
Once we got to the house, Mike sat down in one of the lounge chairs and promptly fell asleep. So I went upstairs to the office and printed off a couple of my photos, to give to a friend. In our house, you walk into the main floor, the master bedroom and the office are upstairs, and the family room with 2 en-suite bedrooms are downstairs in the basement. After a while, Mike woke up, and went to the family room to watch tv, and he fell asleep again.
The granddaughters came in and ate some cup of soup, then went out to ride skate boards on the driveway – our driveway is long with a slight slope to it going out to a cul-de-sac. The girls were having a blast! They ran back in, each grabbed and apple and back out again. About then, Robert showed up with the boys and it was a bit chaotic, but it was nice. Then Robert began to fix dinner, he had to go to the store, I need to clean out my freezer, there’s to much stuff, some with freezer burn, and it just needs to go away at this point. Dinner happened at 8:30 this evening, quite late for Mike and I! However, it was delicious and appreciated!
After everyone settled down for the evening, I headed upstairs to begin writing this blog. I got a phone call from a friend, and we chatted for about 30 minutes, and as I hung up, Mike was in the doorway of the bedroom! He rarely comes upstairs, and at first I thought something was wrong. I asked him what was going on, and he said he’d like to lay down with me and cuddle! So I put away the computer, the cell phone, the tablet, turned down the blankets and turned out the lights. We laid down together, he held me for about 20 minutes, I was beginning to doze off, and he decided it was time to go to his own bed for the night. It was a sweet disruption to my normal routine, I was blessed that he thought of holding me. You see, other than a short hug several weeks ago, this is the first time, in almost a year, that Mike has held me.