This year, I no sooner had I chosen my word (energy) than I was tested to see how seriously I would take it. In keeping with my word (which is really a sort of a New Year's resolution) I played basketball with a few women on Friday morning. In fact, the entire week was an active one as I took walks while the kiddos rode their bikes, played volleyball and planned a hike in the mountains for Saturday afternoon with our neighbors. While playing a great game of basketball (if I do say so myself...) I turned toward the hoop to stop a pass and twisted my knee. I knew immediately that I was done for the day and perhaps for a few weeks. The entire weekend, T did everything while I sat and iced and felt sorry for myself. This morning, I felt better and been able to get around a bit easier, but I know that it will be a few weeks before I'm back to moving faster than a tortoise on depressants.
When I got home from my basketball game, I called my dad (who as everyone knows is a world-famous doctor) and asked his advice. Later that afternoon, these flowers came to my door from a certain famous somebody.

Every time I sit at the table, I see them and smell their freshness and my spirits are lifted. I tell you, everyone needs a Dotch like mine.
By the way, I'm still keeping energy as my word for the year. I will not be thwarted by a bummer knee. No siree.
1 comment:
BIG HUGS...you deserve them more than anyone I know right now! :)
P.S. I've been racking my brain all day trying to think of something I can do to help...can I bring dinner by tonight? Do you need someone to take C to preschool tomorrow? Do you want to put the kids to bed tonight and come scrapbook? Let me know! Love ya!
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