The things I CAN do

It's easy, isn't it, to notice things gone wrong in your life?  If you begin to think too much about happenings you don't like, it gets overwhelming.  For instance, my tomatoes this year are even worse than they have ever been, and if you have followed me on all this drivel, you know how I love tomatoes.  Oh yes, and the cantaloupe:  I had a photo of myself holding the first one, the one that almost made it but didn't, because it was partly rotted from the mud after a rain.  The rest have been much worse than that, and I have had to buy cantaloupe if I want some.

But lately I've decided to think about the things in my garden that do go well, and I realize most of the foods I grow get along just fine.  Green beans, corn, spinach in it's early season, peas, sweet potatoes, turnips, eggplant, zucchini, radishes, even carrots sometimes.

My husband is having frequent dizzy spells again, and he's so tired of fighting it; that makes it easy for me to give in to depression because he doesn't deserve it.  He'll have a week or so of being able to do a few things, then the next morning he can hardly walk without falling.  The only thing the medical community has given him is some exercises, which do nothing for him.  So all he can do is sit on the couch.  

I don't drive, and every time we go shopping I pray we make it; I am now a Walmart Plus member, so even here, I can get anything we need, although we are 15 miles from the nearest store.  There's no charge for that, as long as I buy more than $35 dollars' worth... plus a small tip for the person bringing it.  To see my husband have to go through this upsets me, but all I can do is just try to be nice to him, because I can't even imagine how he stands it.  I do thank God that I have my husband beside me still.  Even with his trials, he is always trying to take good care of me, as he has done for fifty-eight years.    

I try to do my 10,000 steps each day.  I'll be glad when the days aren't in the nineties so I can actually enjoy the outside again.  We get some laughs watching E.R., because the doctors and nurses do things in that show that no hospital would allow.  For instance, one of the doctors sneaked around to heal a horse outside of the hospital in a horse trailer because his little girl wanted him to.  Yeah, that would happen.

We have always made jokes about everything and everybody, when it's just us here, and that is probably much of the reason we are still together.

Never lose your sense of humor.

Through any trials, I always remember this old poem I've put on my blog before:  

The optimist fell ten stories.
And at each window bar
He shouted to his friend below:
“I'm all right so far!”

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