It has been a whirlwind of days even though the days have felt like forever.
I came home on Sunday in the early afternoon, so today is my second full day at home. It is going well, and I am recovering. Pain is lessening. Incisions are healing. Appetite is slowly returning.
The days are long and lonely. The kids are gone, so the house is quiet. This is so I will recoup faster, but sometimes I wonder if the chatter and noise of my dear ones won’t help me heal more.
I am lonely for them. I long to be driving them to VBS and watching them run to their friends and laugh and play.
I am tired of reading and watching movies and sleeping.
I am doing what I must do to be better. I am told it will be 2 months until I return to normal routine and at least 3 months until full recovery.
I am struggling with wanting to be better now, so that I don’t miss the rest of the summer sitting here midst my books and journals and notecards.
All in due time… it will come… will you pray for patience for me?
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