imperturbable self-possession, poise, or assurance.
I woke up in the middle of the night with this word in my head. I got up this morning and it's exactly how I feel.
It's been a trying, stressful 2+ weeks but I feel like we're on the upswing. My mom seems to have thumbed her nose at the grim reaper and will apparently grace us with her indominatble spirit and Granny dances for years to come. She'll be in the hospital for an as yet undetermined length of time and she's still on a ventilator (but being slowly weaned off) but everything is looking good and, as she told her doctor before the last surgery, "I'm a strong woman." Yeah, the strongest one I know.
My shingles are oh-so-slowly getting better and it appears - appears - it's solidly in the itching phase. Itching I can handle but, please, no more stinging and burning, Just don't get grossed out if you see me scratching my butt. I can't help it and I have good reason to do it.
It's looks like I'll miss this year's French Quarter Festival, my favorite one. (Sorry, Lisa!) The thought of being in the midst of so many people just overwhelms me right now and makes me feel tired and I've had enough of that feeling. Besides, I couldn't possibly be there with my mom in the hospital. No way, uh uh.
So today is absolutely gorgeous with a temp of - let me go see.....65 degrees and only 58% humidity this morning! It's glorious and I feel just good enough that I think I can do some work in the garden. We're slowly and methodically putting down brick pavers in the shady part of the garden to replace the mud hole and I am so happy about that. Plus I have caladiums to plant and magnolia leaves to rake. The bamboo needs thinning and the azaleas need trimming. Never a dull moment in the garden and one of the best active meditations I know of.
Have a good one, y'all!