So far, they are having a blast and I am not too lonely, delighting in the relaxation hours, though of course I do miss them. Really, since the kids moved back home, a quiet moment alone is a rare thing (not that I'm complaining, just stating facts). Actually, for a few months now, I have been able to count on a relatively uninterrupted hour to think my own thoughts every Tuesday afternoon, waiting for my ride on the ACCESS bus, but that isn't the same as being in the quiet and relaxation of my own home.
Maybe it is because I am trying hard not to let my mind go there, but I really am not having anywhere near the identity crisis I expected I would over no longer being a homeschooling parent. I more think it is God's amazing answer to prayer that I am so peaceful about this change. Because I know the kids will be coming home at the end of each day (unlike when they were living away from home the first several months after I came home), I feel very peaceful about them being gone for so many hours each day.
Remember how I said Sunday morning that I had yet to serve a meal to my family? Hubby had a meeting on Monday night and did not get home until after dinner. So I made up my mind and just did it. It was slow, sloppy, a little messy, and probably didn't look to pretty, but I accomplish my goal and served dinner to my children that night, rather than passing the serving spoon off to one of our kids!
Generally, I've had a hard week, physically. Actually, looking back, the less balance issues have been going on for a couple weeks now, starting on my birthday, so this pre-dates my last ear surgery that certainly didn't help the balance issues, but can't be held entirely responsible either. It was all compounded when I made the mistake of trying to wear 1-inch chunky heals for the first time, this past Sunday. I figured that they were very sturdy and the with of the "heal" was as wide as the shoe, so I though I would be able to manage. I figured wrong! I was unsteady when we left for church, but assured Rick that I always have to re-learn slight muscle variation any time I put on a new pair of shoes and I would soon adjust. Actually, I did pretty well at church (even received an encouraging, "Look at you go!" from a friend, but after sitting in the car for a few minutes after church, I was totally thrown off balance again and could hardly walk! Rick had to hold my arm or hand and guide me for almost every step. Back to only totally flats for me.
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Weeks ago I talked about pain issues being so bad that I was thinking about returning to a wheelchair. Not much has changed there as far as pain, but I have been learning to cope better and rarely contemplate returning to a chair due to pain now. However, if this balance doesn't improve, I'm currently thinking I may need to go back to a walker, if not a chair, here before long, as a safety consideration. I've really scared myself a few times lately. :(
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I am going to work on transcribing my handwritten journal entries from Aug. 2 and 3 into this blog now. I'm not sure how much I will get done before the kids come home as the first was 15 pages long (but I write really big and sloppy, so the word count shouldn't be too bad). I will be back-dating those three posts to the actual dates they were written.
One last thought, if you don't have a penpal yet, please prayerfully consider contact Art. His information is listed at that page and, to my knowledge, he still doesn't have a buddy yet. He was heavy on my heart in the early hours of this morning.
For my mom (both of these)...