What a season of new life! My dearest teaching widower (DTW) and I are enjoying our new role as grandparents, my vision has been transformed with ‘bionic’ lenses, and blackberry bushes are promising a lush harvest. I’m blogging this as my Ten Things of Thankful post; be sure to check out the other folks’ posts, too.
For my third bunch of thankful, I can now see the world around me, except up close, like I did as a kid. Wow. Who knew that cataract surgery would change my world in such a delightful way? The colors, depth of perception, clarity- just stunning. Thanks, Alcon, for my amazing lenses!
I am a huge fan of Stranger Things, a Netflix series about a parallel world that exists just below the one in which we live. This pandemic has delayed the release of season 4, naturellement. In the meantime, my dearest teaching widower and I are sort of binge-watching Kiefer Sutherland’s 24, waiting out our Covid isolation time. I say sort of because we both feel a bit too miserable to binge on anything, even chocolate. Did I mention I have no sense of smell and my DTW has no sense of taste? Together, we make less than one functioning brain; usually we make at least one between us!
I took this upside-down photo last fall, wishing that Cee was with me for advice on how to take a photo with water like this. This great egret was fairly unconcerned about me as I shifted from place to place, trying to decide what to do about the reflection. Perhaps I blew my opportunity with the bird, but all I could see was that upside-down world. And yeah, I should use my fancy-schmancy camera and not my iPhone.
My dearest teaching widower (DTW) and I have COVID. When all this mess started, I wondered why folks were so hysterical about toilet paper and paper towels. Well, we have all learned a lot about supply chains and quarantine and masks. Now my DTW and I are in the Big Boy leagues. ISOLATION. Ooh!
I feel like I have a sinus infection: achy, tired, and sluggish. I’d had the first dose of the Pfizer vaccine a couple of weeks ago, which must have helped. My DTW, on the other hand, has cancer and heart disease. To make things more interesting, he had the virus but didn’t know it. So the next day, he also got the vaccine. Now he’s had a double dose of this crud. Yikes!
My DTW is taking ALL these supplements. My system doesn’t tolerate them well, so I’m sticking with C and oil of oregano. He has lost his sense of taste, which is awful, but is still as patient and uncomplaining as ever. Me? Not so much. But neither of us has had a fever, Small victories, right?
For a couple who had only known one person with this bug prior to Monday, we have jumped into the fray rather quickly. If I hadn’t had cataract surgery scheduled for this week, I wouldn’t have known I had the virus. I was shocked to get the results, but then my DTW’s coughing made a lot of sense. Hopefully we have some decent immunity after this, plus I am considering customized tee shirts. Well, maybe not. As everyone now says, “Stay safe!”
My dearest teaching widower (DTW) and I are now grandparents. Our son and his wife are amazing parents already! The Babe is adorable as well as a great hand-and-arm warmer as we trek through the end of winter. Poor DTW may be renamed Dearest Grandchild Widower since I rarely give him a chance to hold her. I’m sure all of this counts as a bunch of thankful!
I’m always thankful for my family, our church family, the wonderful families I serve, and the sweetest students and former students in the world! I think that’s more than ten things of thankful!
The kiddos and I savored every moment of The Mandalorian. Of course, our favorite character was The Child. I don’t want to hear that he dies in some silly Star Wars movie. Surely you don’t believe everything in movies is real? We KNOW the child is safe. See? He was tucked away.
Not only that, he objects to the silly name of Grogu. What is Grogu supposed to mean? He knows who he is and we know he’s baby Yoda.
We voted long before November 3, standing in line for over 1.5 hours. The line stretched as far behind us as it did in front. I appreciated the friendliness and patience of all the folks around us. Poll workers were efficient with everything except exit signs, so I wandered just a bit before finding the right door. Well, duh. I seemed to be the only one who was confused!
Halloween wasn’t THAT long ago, but since we’ve had such an election? Oy! It’s hard to remember anything from October. The kiddos had fun trick-or-treating in relative isolation, selecting goodies from tables, bins, and cute clotheslines. Neighbors applauded from a safe distance.