In Years Past, I Flitted Through Life.
Very La Di Da-ish.
Sure there were Uphill Climbs. But We Always Managed to Have the Proper Tools for the Task.
Sometimes We Looked to My Creativity to Conquer the Foe.
Other Times We Needed the Inner Strength of Mr. Doodle.
Together with Laughter and the Job Got Done. The Battle Won.
But Standing Here at this Juncture and Looking Back, Most of the Battles Were Manageable.
Until Suddenly They Weren’t.
A Sick Child.
When it Hits, the Command Center Falls Away.
The Sickness Consumes Your World. The Sounds of Fear Seep In.
The Manageable is Gone.
We Certainly Have Learned Lessons and Did Proper Battles.
And We are Mid-Point in the Healing Quest.
This Weekend, Another Hospital Excursion. A Procedure that Needed to Be Completed.
A PICC Line in for 9 Months Had to Be Removed.
We Divided and Conquered. And Got the Jobs Done.
Mr. Doodle Did the Hospital with Miss Doodle.
Dad is so much better at the hospital stuff than you are Mom.
Build on the Strengths of Each Other. Pick the Correct Battles.
Today I Did Saturday Chores with Miss Doodle 2.
Food Shopping. Costco. One of My Big Thrills for the Week…sad, right?! 🙂
House Cleaning. Laundry. Changing Bed Linens.
Miss Doodle 2 knows the drill and we are a good team.
All Members of a Family are Affected when Sickness Hits.
I Took this Opportunity to Spend Needed Time Together.
With Warm Temps and a Bone Dry Winter, We Watered.
The Pond Needed Filling.
We Checked on the Fish.
Fish are Swimming at the Surface. Slowly. But No Feeding Until Spring.
Time for Snacks in the Afternoon Sun. 1/2 Junk.
Time to Talk. Time to Listen.
Catching Up on Mid-School Drama.
Did you know that 11 year olds are dating? Guess I missed that in the olden days of the 1960s.
We Talked and Talked and then Talked Some More.
Divide and Conquer.
To Build Strength.
To Throw Fear to the Winds.
To Make Magic.