My Week, the fun, the good and the sad

Another Sunday has passed and here I am with my sister again. We have had a good visit and I spent several hours with my niece, Lee.

Last week in Hayesville, I was a guest for Mountain Wordsmiths, a Zoom event hosted by Carroll Taylor and sponsored by NCWN-West. We had about 15 people sign in and I was so happy to see the names of many of my friends and family there. I recorded my reading for one of our members and when I played it back I was not happy with the way my voice sounded. I think it is the poor microphone I have to use and perhaps how I sat while reading. 

I read a couple of memoir pieces and a short story, as well as several poems. Some comments were "I like to hear you read about real people." I read a piece about my aunt and uncle who had their farm taken by the government in 1962 so that a large military base could be built there. This was imminent domain. If you ever knew anyone who had to sell out because the forces that be said their home was needed for the good of the community or the country, will understand the emotional effect of my story. My sister said she and Stu listened to my reading and fought tears.

The next day I loaded my car and drove to Roswell, GA and it felt so good to enter my second home. When I am here I feel like I am on vacation. 

It seems that wherever I am now, I continue to hear sad stories from people I know and love. One friend said her daughter had been in four different hospitals in the past ten days. Another friend said her daughter has been diagnosed with cancer. I ache for my friends. My heart hurts for them. I don't have children, but I do have beloved nieces and nephews and I worry about them as if they were my own. 

Having lost five brothers and sisters and my husband and three in-laws as well as both my parents, I know grief all too well. 

Having faced cancer with my beloved husband and my dear brother, Ray, I feel the worst kind of fear when I hear that word. I will pray for my friends and their daughters and I will ask others to pray for them, but I prayed for Barry and Ray and so did their church families. 

I am feeling uplifted by another very dear friend who is fighting cancer with all her might, heart, and energy, and is actually feeling better now. I do believe that doctors are not the entire answer to healing cancer. Positive thoughts, energy healing, spiritual energy, and constant love by others have a strong effect, I believe. Sometimes this only gives more time and not complete healing, but remission of any kind is wonderful. 

You can tell I am sorrowful tonight even though I am feeling well physically. 

My knee is fixed and I have no pain since the surgery has healed. I seldom have the need for a cane or walker anymore. I will see my knee surgeon next week for his final examination and I am sure he will be pleased at the progress I made. Dr. DeCook at Northside Hospital in Cumming, GA does a terrific job with his patients. His staff is on the spot with follow-up care as well as preparing the patient before the surgery. The prep exercises are an essential part of a good recovery.

My sister is surprised and overjoyed at the improvement in my health compared to this time last year. I am grateful for my life and my friends and family who are there for me when times are tough. I deeply appreciate you, my readers. 

I hope I have not brought you down with this post. I seem to have a need to share my sorrows as well as my happiness with you, my faithful readers. 

Let me hear from you and have a great week. Until next time, much love.