Foggy. Went to Charleroi with Carol S. at 8:30. Kay (not busy yet). Daddy asleep when I came [home]. But still pacing in afternoon - back and forth. Started to rain about 2- and continued. I wish I could follow Zen-live in the reality of the present.
What we call I is just a swinging door which moves when we inhale and when we exhale.
August 25, 1986
Rain fell in torrents - especially at 10:30 when I was ready to go to Mass. MD. took me. I listened with a beginner’s mind to the sermon. Such a delightful surprise. Mary M. (Hearn) came with her new husband; pictures of his family in Ireland. I was attracted to him at first sight. Mary was beautiful - all her tensions gone. Went over to see Dora - She was very weak. Blood pressure high. Joe’s nurse down twice a day to check it - gradually declining. I often wonder what mine is - no one checks it. Flowers - a riot of color after the rain.
August 26, 1986
Yesterday was sad for Grace, James’ birthday. I stopped in Jean’s (she looked good) agreed with me about Mary’s glow. We both hope that this marriage will be a growing one. I learn more about our extended family, especially Joan’s - how she withstood so many tragic happenings. Sent letter to Michael, card to Katy. Mary M. left for trip with Sam. Peggy and David cut the hedges. After 81 not many more years here - so I will enjoy it day by day, moment by moment.
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