Today’s Lima beans paired with yellow rice and cabbage was quite a pleasant meal my husband said. Desert for us has become whichever fresh fruit I get from the market that day.
This was to be the year that I started back with fruits in the garden…I am still hopeful, yet with so much on my plate it seems as though some days I feel like giving up on the garden all together.
The weather was quite nice today and I had plans to atleast wash my vehicle but at some point, feeling overwhelmed I settled on taking a ride to a nearby park as my husband napped and had a little cry.
Release is good and I try to not cry that often around him.
Life seems robotic lately. I have developed our routine. It’s problematic when you don’t have a schedule and things get overlooked. I’m thankful that we have always maintained a clean home, the only adjustment is that I’m basically maintaining it alone.
My mind races at times…then the reality hits that the three most important men in my life are facing a similar battle. My Dad will start his 48 weeks of treatment next week…my son is scheduling a Dr appointment and my husband struggles daily.
After tomorrow’s appointment we will know which treatment plan the Oncologist recommends and that will bring a sense of relief I suppose.
After tomorrow, I must get in some walking if not running…if not I might very well snap.
I was approached at a store recently by a person with the most trivial and petty of conversation…caught off guard at that. I tried my best to maintain my composure and did what my mother would have called shooing her away. People have no discernment but are as nosey as all outdoors. Approaching people who you really don’t know is a art form and must be handled with wisdom and discernment because you never know what is going on in a person’s life.
I pray more people become aware of this…
The struggle is real but so is Our God…An on time God, oh yes He Is.
Remember that and don’t forget to drink your water 💦
Blessings Abounding, Vetta