Wow, day to day life can be so meaningful!
I have had the most wonderful time slowing down as I repatriated to the US in late November. I am at the age where my parents are getting older and to be back in the US could not have come at a better time. In January, I wrote about coming back to the US 6 months sooner than originally planned to help my mom and stepdad, who had suffered a small stroke in October.
Little did we know he would take a fall 3 weeks ago, suffering a fractured shoulder and clavicle both on the right side and end up on a convalescent facility for rehab. UGH! Going back and forth to visit daily has been hard but the physical therapy at the facility is great! Fast forward to last Friday and my mom came down with the flu:( Today is supposed to be his release date but yesterday it was delayed until next Wednesday. We are all disappointed. My mom needs the extra time to heal before his return home and he is working on some pretty tough PT in the meantime.
I had a quick visit with my him yesterday so I could get home to oversee some modifications to their home in anticipation of his discharge. As I quickly walked down the hall from his room dodging a food cart, bath chair, and blood pressure machine I passed a older man leaning up against the wall. I said, “good morning” and he said “good morning, how are you?” Usually I keep walking and say “well thank you” but for some reason I stopped and asked him how he was looking into his eyes.
He told me all about his wife who had broken her leg and pulled a muscle, the pain she was in, and medication problems. He said he was angry and frustrated about being there for 9 nights, how he was sleeping on a cot next to her bed getting about 4 hours of sleep a night and yearned for his Dr. son who lives in another state to be able to get off work and fly to his wife’s bedside.
He went on to say he was a lay minister and quickly added he was keeping me and was sorry. I assured him it was ok and that I have time to talk to him. I reassured him that oe has the right to be angry and frustrated even though he is a minister of the church. He is human and deserves to have his feelings, good and bad. We continued our conversation as I fumbled in my bag for a purple cross that I made for Lent from paracord. I handed it to him and he said he couldn’t take it. I said I am making them to give out during Lent and to please take the cross. Tears began to well up in his eyes and he thanked me and hugged me. It was truly a beautiful moment! I am SO glad I stopped to talk to him!
If you are feeling like you are running in all directions, slow down and enjoy the small moments!
Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth–
Chocolate Date Nut Bites
I love sweets! These bites are very satisfying and guilt free:) If you want add some good quality almond or peanut butter with no sugar or salt. I used Trader Joes dates and walnuts in this recipe.
1 1/3 cup pitted dates, I used fresh dates available in the produce section
1/2 cup raw walnuts
1/2 tsp pure vanilla extract
Pinch of salt
Large:) handful of bittersweet chocolate chips
1 tsp cocoa nibs (optional)
- In the bowl of a food processor or Vitamix add the dates, walnuts, vanilla and salt and process until desired consistency. I didn’t process a lot hence the reason you can see walnut chunks. If you want a more fine bite then process dough a bit more
- Transfer to a bowl and add the chips and nibs if using and combine
- Roll into balls and keep refridgerated