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A week-end of mixed feelings. So much sadness in my heart for those children and their teachers. I have cried many tears. They won’t stop, but after a nice week-end with Mr C, they are coming less often and I have a feeling of hope creeping back into my soul. I have tried to understand my deep sorrow and it helps that I know I am not alone. Our church was filled to capacity today. There were many people not normally there on a Sunday. Facebook has been rather quiet except for the outrage over what happened and the call for stronger gun control.

After too much TV time yesterday, Mr C and I went out to buy some Christmas cards and wrapping and then we went out to dinner at a new restaurant. Today, at church, I helped with the Sunday School art class. It was such a joy to be with these children. This afternoon we went to the annual Lessons and Carols at Trinity. It was a beautiful service. Tonight, we watched a rebroadcast of the interfaith service with Obama. I was happy to hear him say that he will use the full power of his office to do something to end the horror that keeps plaguing us with one mass shooting after another.

I am hopeful that this horrible event will be the turning point for our country. I don’t want to be a Pollyanna so I admit that it is going to be tough, but if you don’t have hope, what do you have?

On another note, I saw the Physical Therapist on Friday. I have no knee problems and no hip problems. My pain is due to a nerve in my left hip that gets pinched when I am in a forward flex position such as sitting, walking up stairs or up hill, or carrying something heavy. The fix is to bend my spine the other way. I am doing gentle stretches on the floor or standing, when I am away from home and can’t get in a prone position. I do ten reps twice each time, repeated every 2 – 3 hours. It is working! I have to go back in a couple of weeks to see what comes next.

Here is proof that I have always been sort of crafty. My cousin’s wife sent me this photo and wondered if I had made the two angels that are on the left and right of the photo.



Well, yes I did – way back in the early 70’s, before we moved to California. She has kept them all these years and gets them out every year. I love how I worked with that paisley fabric!!

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Tomorrow is Mia’s 13th birthday – hard to believe. Miles is coming to spend some time with us while Steph takes Mia out for some girl time. Then, we will go out to dinner.

Hope arouses, as nothing else can arouse, a passion for the possible.~ William Sloan Coffin


One Response to “Hopeful”

  1. Jeannie says:

    Hope and putting one foot in front of the other keeps my mind in a better place. I too hope that the loss of those innocent lives and those who tried to save them are not in vain. Mia is going to be 13!!!!! No, it cannot be! I remember my 13th birthday. My Mom took me shopping for mascara and my brother bought me a goldfish. I was more excited about the goldfish. LOL! Wish sweet Mia a very happy birthday from me. Have a great day tomorrow.