this world is not my home
i'm just a passin' through
if heaven's not my home
then LORD, what will i do?
the angels beckon me from heaven's open door
and i can't be at home in this world any more.
until that day of beckoning, i struggle on.
and as hard as i try to find up to date, accessible hotels,
inevitably there is some sort of complication.
this time the toilet is very low and the bed was unbelievably high.
pole vault worthy...
so.... they lowered the bed for me.
low, lower, lowest. haha.
the shower looked so doable and inviting
even had a padded seat at just the right height!!
BUT my body is not so able
So dis-abled, really.
the shower was an exercise in balance and fear
transfers are freaking scary and by the time i had used the washroom, showered and got back into bed i felt like i had done a triathlon.
and i was afraid to get out of bed again because of how hard it is to get in!
i know i sound whiny, but this is serious business!
my whole life and all my energies revolve around the simplest movements.
but thankfully i know there is a higher purpose for my life
i am here to worship
to enjoy God
to try to forget myself in this process and expend my life in loving others
(if i can possibly get myself out of the room in one piece to go and do that loving- ha!)
anyways, other than the aforementioned trials, this wee holiday has been a success.
the dear daughter and i are both getting treatments to combat anxiety and according to the most recent tests done, i now have 0/3 indicators for depression, down from 2/3.
my experience these last two years would verify that.
now to get more work done on my busy, busy brain.
bringing balance and calm to an otherwise stormy little port!
We met up with our sweet friend Lana and had supper with her at an Irish pub!
And, amazingly enough I bumped into my nephew at Starbucks and he lives just down the street from our Dr.'s office so we checked out his fancy - dancy apartment and had lunch together.
The streets of Vancouver are so very pretty in the Spring!
The trip home was snowy, but Patrice drove the whole way and was an excellent chauffeur!
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