I felt well enough today to tackle some cleaning ... my desk to be exact. Not much effort involved, just time and patience and it feels good to have it done and in order again. My grand girls sometimes use my desk when they're here ... they play 'office' or 'beauty shop' and write notes about anything they can think of. They know they have access to just two drawers and are good about not using the others. I found notes they had written and finger prints on the wood, and thought how blessed I am that they are in my life.
I also took time to walk around our back yard and throw away some things that were too worn to use out there any longer. I buy things at the thrift stores so it wasn't a big deal to throw them away. We have a privacy fence and I decorate it as I would a wall in our home. When the stuff falls off then I know it's time to toss it. If only house cleaning were that easy.
It felt so good to be active for just a little while today. Slowly but surely strength will return and I am grateful for the lessons I'm learning. It feels so good to just rest and not have to rush. Wonder if that's how heaven will be?