Musings

I am sitting here wondering how suggestible I am. One of the drugs I was on turns out to cause memory loss, tiredness, muscle aches, difficulty sleeping, and blurry vision, all of which I have been experiencing more and more over the last two weeks. I stopped taking it last night and slept better than I have in some time. How could that possibly be? Of course I was only on it for a month, so I am hoping all the other symptoms disappear quickly.

On the flip side of my life, where I am not constantly concerned with my health, I found a home for the dollhouse!  People familiar with My Thots might recall my foray into the world of miniatures last year and my decision to try and build a dollhouse that claimed children over twelve could do it with the help of an adult. I opened the lid with great glee and met 4000 pieces of what looked like balsa wood piled neatly in a box about three by four feet. Now my friend Teamaker has found an 81 year old woman who has already built two houses and wants to build another for a grandchild, so today we maneuvered the unwieldy box into her trunk and off she went. I cannot explain the true joy I felt watching her drive off with it. For some reason, this feels absolutely right, like it was meant to be

Teamaker and I go back a long time, 1974 I think. Her moniker is from when I first began writing My Thots back in 1999. She was my role model for mothering, the woman who has never forgotten my birthday, the person I call when I am stranded or feeling lost and a woman whose purpose in life seems to be truly living the life of a real Christian. She is unfailingly kind and loving no matter what is going on in her life and there has been a lot.

I think she is the only constant in my life outside of family over the last forty three years.  So, today especially, I am counting her as one of my greatest blessings.