I carry my own church about under my own hat, said I. "Bricks and mortar won't make a staircase to heaven. I believe with your Master that the human heart is the best temple."
Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr. (1859-1930) writer, creator of Sherlock Holmes
the mouse is back - hey, I bet you didn't even know I was gone. I made a quick trip to metro dc, yes sadness and grief linger, but that is no surprise; on the whole, everyone is doing well. everything in its own time.
my ma, who had total knee replacement surgery in early november is doing amazingly well and she's way ahead of the curve in terms of the expectations of her doctors and therapists with regard to her mobility and activity levels. all right ma! I think my mother's inner athlete is re-emerging; who knows, maybe she will get back on the links come spring! it's been three years since she played golf regularly (like 2-3 times a week!). her golf playing stopped because of mom's desire to stay home in order to be with and take care of dad. we know activity is good for grief so I hope once winter is behind her, she'll reconnect with her game.
I fell very behind in terms of the bloggyhood while away - I know I won't be posting like I did in november. whatever possessed me to sign up with NaBloPoMo, I don't know, but I made through the month and posted something every day. what I noticed however is that keeping up on other blogs suffered, so I don't think I'm going committing to daily posting again. hope to get back to some sort of routine soon and I'm really looking forward to start making rounds visiting everyone's blogs.
wall wednesday continues wall wednesday continues as well as working our way through pink floyd's the wall today's selection is another brick in the wall, part 3