We had a nice Thanksgiving at our older son's home in North West Missouri. My granddaughter Kate is nearly 13 and emotional about everything. My heart felt so heavy when she would tear up. Before we left, we were getting ready to play Phase 10. Her mother went to get her and she said no, she didn't want to play. Then I went to the living room and talked to her softly about how what she was experiencing was normal. Then I talked her into coming to play cards with me as a partner. We won!! She was ok until we were saying goodbye. I love her so much.
We are getting our carpets cleaned on Tuesday. Albert will be here to help move furniture. Later today we are going to clean. Webs in corners, furniture, and baseboards. The bathroom will be the worse to clean. I've really let cleaning go. Then on Wednesday I'll put up our tree.
Last night I had a nightmare four times! I dreamt that I woke up during surgery and could not tell anyone. I woke up each time, went to the bathroom, then back to bed thinking about other things but the nightmare would come back every time I went back to sleep. It was a long, tiring night.
The closer I come to the surgery date, the more disturbed I feel. I want my body pain to stop and yet the surgery I am having is going to be terribly painful. The recovery will be long. Therapy will be painful. The way I feel about it, it's going to give me as much or more pain for a long time. Jeeze, will someone stop this train I'm on?
All of our family is well. Michelle had some minor surgery last week and is recuperating nicely. Her mother is there until Tuesday.
Finally, today at church Albert and I read about the beginning of Advent and I lit the white candle of Hope. It was an honor.
Now, I'm going to go wrap some Christmas presents.
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