A beautiful picture of Paradise Valley on my way home, such a serene picture in my chaotic life. I watched the memorial service on TV of Tim Russert's memorial, he was a great political analyst on MSNBC who also was a wonderful, generous man from all the tributes given to him during his memorial service, I think I cried thru the whole hour of his memorial. At the end of the service, they play Over the Rainbow, and as the people who attended left the service and went outside to a clear, sunny day, there was a double rainbow lighting up the sky. A breathtaking picture of a rainbow that must have been a sign from Heaven.
Jim is not doing well, we drive to Billings tomorrow for another trip to his doctor, I'm giving him hormone shots in the hopes to stop the muscle wasting in his legs, he insists he will be better in a month for a surgery I need to have on my hip that I've been putting off, I can't see that happening and the pain and lack of my own energy is taking it's toll on both of us. I'm not use to feeling sick and not doing the things I usely do, but the pain is keeping me from all the things I need and want to do. But I met too many patients at work as well as Jim who face pain everyday and I have to believe that things will work out for the best.
I'm finding it hard to quilt, my passion for quilting is at a standstill, real life has taken over my daily life and I don't like it. I wish for the serenity I see in that mountain picture and it escapes me.
