in my garden. Thank God for my garden!!
I’ve mentioned it previously: This is the toughest time of the year for me. I hate the weeks between Thanksgiving and New Years!! This year I have the added challenge of supporting a friend in an even darker place. I’ve mentioned Richard in earlier blog messages (example: David Wolfe built steps…). On Sunday afternoon, December 6th, Richard was in an auto accident that totaled his vehicle. He wouldn’t allow paramedics to take him to the emergency room because he was so concerned for his little dog, Rosie. I’ll spare you all the details (frankly, I don’t have all the details). I took them to the veterinary hospital. The Vet gave Rosie a shot to ease her pain and said he’d take x-rays the next morning.
Long, long story short: Rosie was euthanized…. They had been together for fifteen years. Richard is suffering heartache and pain. I insisted he seek medical attention at our on-site Clinic. No injuries–but depressed. (He’s depressed; I’m depressed!!)
Richard’s motorhome is less than two blocks from the Clinic but he can’t walk that far; I drive him. I walk meals to him (from the CARE dining room).
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
It is in dying to self that we are born to eternal life.”
(Many other English versions exist.)
Although not a plant in my garden, I’m thankful for another “saint”: Saint John’s Wort. I’m faithfully taking capsules to control my depression. (I’ll be fine on January 2nd!!)