Monday, December 26, 2022

An unexpected part of the healing is pain. I hadn’t expected slivers of pain to come and go.  As each part of my body wakes up it cries before it smiles. I find various pills to offer to my body.  Maybe it is old age, maybe it is life, maybe it is disease.

My daughter is coming over this morning.  I will ask her to stay for awhile, so I can open my family Christmas gifts.  The packages sit in the living room waiting for a witness to enjoy the unwrapping.

Rain is coming.  I point out to the visiting relative the two leaks in my bedroom.  50 years ago, there were dozens of leaks.  I have mended most of them.  The buckets are ready.

I am reading Jane Smiley’s new book A DANGEROUS BUSINESS, a novel set in Monterey.  Surprisingly good.