Sunday, November 11, 2012
...every day is thanksgiving
This past week provided a bit of departure from my typically tranquil life. Beginning at five a.m. on Wednesday morning, the circuitous route to ten a.m. emergency surgery for a ruptured appendix on Thursday included six hours in a very uncomfortable chair in the ER waiting room.
Once behind the magic curtain into the ER, the care was fine, the caregivers finer. Prayers and support from family and friends kept our spirits up. Now at home, the mending continues, also a circuitous process. The energy I had yesterday dissipated over night. But healing comes in stillness and quiet.
All that illness encompasses - pain, tender care, love, concern, lonely moments of waiting, thanksgiving - enlarges life. I am most grateful for all my blessings.
Posted by Celeste Bracewell at 3:29 PM