“I am coming to pick you up and take you for a walk,” said my friend Terry yesterday.
“Oh, I am not dressed… give me… ten… twelve minutes.”
“Okay, see you soon.”
I put the phone down and dashed into the bathroom, when Terry’s car pulled into the drive, I was ready.
What a great difference it makes to be with another human being. She drove us to a beautiful spot and parked.
The two small lakes were partially frozen. So different from a few weeks ago in late October, when they were shimmering in the autumn sun and a myriad fall colors were mirrored in the water.
Today the ground was covered in snow and ice, the odd patch of grass was hard to find. The frigid air whipped me awake.
When my mind wandered, my heart tightened with a feeling of fear and nausea.
A constant reminder of the need to stay focused in the present.
It is Tuesday morning now. I am glad to have been able to write more than the couple of lines I wrote in the last few days. But getting up and getting dressed requires all my will power, yet I know that once I am up the day will get better and better.
I keep telling myself: “All is well now, and all will be well, always”