Sundays, Quiet Visits, Days When No Words are Needed.

It's one minute before the close of "Sunday," so I'm barely getting this post in on the right day! Seems like all my days are "running out of time" on me these days, but it's in a good way.
I had such a great time visiting Frieda on Saturday, to be honest, I was still relishing the night before. But, I did go up to the hospital to check in and share a smile. Frieda's brother Sandy had visited. He and I talked on the phone for a while and he was so thrilled to hear his sister speak to him again. It's a feeling that is just hard to describe. I was over the moon for him. (This post is for you Sandy!)
I visited with Frieda in a quiet way today. The nurse offered to put the vent in for us to "talk," but because she had just had some work done on her trach, I truly felt Frieda would feel better just having that trach left alone. I told the nurse that we'd been communicating fine for the past couple of weeks with our eyes and hands, so we'd go with that today. I'm glad we did. We held hands, we talked about her cards, Sandy's visit, her home, how things are here. I asked her if she wanted to know any news local or otherwise and of course, she did. I told her about Hurricane Dean and she really looked worried, but I explained that it wouldn't be an NC hurricane and that satisfied her.
Today was kind of a reflective day. It reminded me of times that Frieda and I spend together when I'm doing something and she's doing something else. We're ok like that. We don't have to talk. Of course, that's always an available option, but there are times that we just "are." We can walk out here at our place, take a ride, and marvel at the beauty of this area, or just sit on our porch. Kind of like Andy and Barney on Andy's porch after dinner..."Sure is nice today." "Yep, sure is." (long silence) "I think the wind might pick up tonight and come out of the north." "Yeah, well, that means the creek will be up tomorrow."
Today was one of those days. It was a great day to just "be" with Frieda.
And I just watched in amazement....again.
(Ok Sandy. That should suit you! LOL!) Sorry folks...this is a little private joke between Sandy and me, and I shouldn't do that, but I knew he'd love the laugh as a result. It's now 12:12. I see 11:11's, 12:12's, 3:33's, etc. I like to say a prayer each time I see those sets of numbers, my prayer now is for all of us to have the strength and courage to do the things we need to in this life to be happy, to be at peace with ourselves and others and to know that love knows no bounds. See you tomorrow!

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