Sniper, thanks. I didn't mean to ***** on your post, it was just a whine. I hate cleaning, always did, even when I was "well." I am happy living with my brother and his family. I'm not giving up either, and really enjoying what I CAN do. It is a treat to be able to cook for others, especially when there is a big kitchen and a Dishwasher! I lived without one for seven years and didn't realize how much I missed it. I know there are people in this world who never even saw one, but that doesn't stop me from appreciating it after I fix a messy meal. :) I see a lot out my bathroom window, too, trees filled with birds and squirrels, seasons changing ... well, here's a little excerpt from my journal the other day:
What are our riches? We have air to breathe, the sun to warm and illumine us, water and food. We have autumn to rest the earth, leaves to fall and enrich the soil, opening the branches to the lower angles of the sun. Wind refreshes the air, removes pollutants, strews seeds. Rain cleanses and nourishes. Snow covers and protects, even warms the dormant plants. Each season showers us with its special sounds and colors. We are constantly renewed. What greater treasure could we imagine?
So I do know where my treasures are; I just haven't been sharing enough. I have a new "technique" for dealing with the constant interruptions of bathroom breaks, especially in the morning. I know people who are struggling with chemo and others who fight problems worse than I can imagine. I have promised to pray for them; so I decided to use nature's calls as a call to prayer. I now refer to my bathroom as my prayer room. While I am there, I mention them each, and, believe me, they are remembered many times a day. I am afraid that it helps me more than it does them, but I trust that my prayers are heard.
Thanks for reminding me to focus on what matters!
Take care. Lois