A Day of Normal..
This morning as I drove, an infrequent sight surrounded me. The moisture from the night had frozen on the tree branches, and the bright, cold sunlight displayed the lovely, sparkling laciness. My camera, of course, was at home on the counter to ensure that no award-winning photos would be taken.
A January thaw, with melting snowpiles leaving running puddles across the streets. The sun so warm that it was hard to believe February and March will make us remember the winds of winter.
A day of normal oddities. An unexpected ring of the doorbell before the alarm, a neighbor stuck in the deep snowdrifts along the road, wanting DH to pull him out…..hope my “I’m sorry, he’s in the hospital” wasn’t too bleary-eyed as I peered around the door in my nightgown…..a quick breakfast, take insulin, check the emails……pick up the house, the kitchen, make the bed, watching CNN all the while…..off 25 miles toward town, stop at the local post office to retrieve Christmas package from DD…….then on into town, buy a newspaper…..get the porterhouse that DH has been begging the nurses for….. a Subway for my lunch…..off to school to register and pay for the class I’ve been attending all week…left my ID in the car but found it in a pocket as I got back to the parking lot….back to admin….up to the cafeteria to eat part of the sub and review the new syllabus….. someone thoughtfully put a small table in the corner of the classroom where I’ve been sitting – that someone surely watched me the past week, trying to fit myself into the fifth-grade desks in the room…..must ask Sir Instructor – sure it was him….back to the car and off to the hospital, 41 miles north, to rescue the impatient, unwilling invalid….home to get him installed…………………
open the package at last to find M. Ours Blanc with a soft blue scarf, handmade by DD for me to hug…..
and chocolates, cognac, candle, pate, toys in eggs – little treasures from France…..then cook DH’s porterhouse rare………back to the computer for some work…..and CNN, hour after hour, with the growing, horrific heartbreak that is Haiti. Whatever the world can do it won’t be enough.
Just another day.