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A Lazy Sunday Afternoon
Counting My Blessings
I’m sitting here on my couch in the den, my little dog curled up next to me, thinking about the week to come. As my mother-in-law is going through cancer treatment, most of our weeks have doctors’ appointments, labs, etc., and we usually have a lot of things to do. This next week is pretty empty, and it feels a little strange. Good, but strange.
So, I’m thinking about how I’ll spend the next week. I have some presents to wrap, and I have a Christmas dinner planned for next weekend, so that’ll keep me busy for a couple of days. I’ll be channeling and writing, as usual. I’ll be reviewing the past year and making plans for the next year, evaluating and self-reflecting. When I wrap presents, I always watch the Bing Crosby classics, Going My Way, and The Bells of St. Mary’s, because I remember watching them with my mother as a girl around Christmas time.
Since my parents and husband died years ago, my sister recently joining them, there have been times when the holidays were hard for me, but nowadays, not too much. Rather than dwelling on the loss of these loved ones, I can now treasure the wonderful memories I share with them. I miss them still, of course, but I know they’re still part of my life, looking in on me often, and they’re no longer sick.
