I'm slicing with the Two Writing Teachers community for Day Nineteen of Thirty-One of the Slice of Life Challenge in March. Thank you Stacey, Tara, Anna, Betsy, Dana, Kathleen, Beth, and Deb.
And every Saturday I celebrate with Ruth Ayres at Discover Play Build. and link with others who share their celebrations, too. I am grateful to Ruth for starting this meme that offers a place to share!
It is my habit to look at the good things always, finding the brightest moments in each day. This week my son and daughter-in-law came in for a visit during their son's spring break. He was off to Orlando with his high school band. I had a wonderful time with them, and wrote about it in my post last Thursday. On that day, they all went skiing while I did my job at the bookstore. Nathan and Barb wanted to see their nieces' skiing progress and have a good day skiing all together. It didn't turn out so well. Trying to catch the youngest, Imogene, who was going too fast, my daughter fell and broke her leg.
It's hard, and will make changes in their lifestyle for a couple of months. She still hasn't seen the orthopedic surgeon to find out the next steps, waiting for the swelling to go down. I will help all I can of course, but am sorry for it happening.
So, can I turn this into a celebration? Yes! It could have been much worse. It's a simple break, and we're all hoping she'll be healed soon. I am grateful that my son and daughter-in-law were there. My daughter and the girls have been skiing alone these past weeks, so it wouldn't have been so great for it to happen one of those times. And, from what they all told, everyone on the mountain, in the resort's emergency place, and later in the urgent care in Denver were wonderful. Having caring people help in this instance is like a big hug.
Thursday into Friday, lots of snow, which we need very much. I said goodbye to my son and daughter-in-law, bittersweet, but I am grateful they come so often. And I had Ingrid afternoon into evening. Part of our time held ice cream of course, but also groceries for her family to help them out. It is a joy to be with a six year old at a grocery, with her eyes asking questions about certain things, choosing just the right things she knew that her family liked.
but temperature’s rising
slush turns wetter
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David Harrison, poet, posts a word of the month on his blog for adults to write from. If you're interested, the link is here. He also accepts student work on another page. Check it out!
This month's word is "slush".
My glass is always "half-full".