Thursday, September 25, 2014

Day 258, September 25

The month is almost over and I am still trying to play catch-up.  I wonder where the summer went and then cognize that we are now into fall, with winter soon to follow.

Much of my summer was spent at my sister's home, caring for her, trying to cheer her, and then, grieving when I knew that the end was close.  (The end being her mortal life; there is no end in eternity.)

Larry and I had plans to go to a writers' conference.  I had plans to finish a book proposal.  Plans that weren't realized.  Do I regret that?  Of course not.  For I was where I was supposed to be, where I needed to be, where I wanted to be.

I've written before about those times when plans are interrupted or even shelved entirely.  And that's okay.  When family or friends are in need, plans don't matter.  All that matters is being there for them.

Joy for today:  being where I am supposed to be.


  1. I am so glad that you got to be there for Carla. I know she appreciated all you did for her then and over the years before. I am glad you got to have some of those quiet, special moments and memories to tide you over until you see her again. It is so very, very hard but you did it and I know her family appreciates and loves you so much for helping them out and being there. Love you!

  2. I'm glad you were able to put other things on hold and be where you should have been. There will be another writer's conference and more time to finish a book.