A few days ago, my sweet mama had back surgery and, because our family is loaded with drama queens ;-), managed to squeeze an unscheduled 2nd surgery in there thanks to a blood clot. Thankfully, she's recovering well and in rehab for a few weeks.
I've slept, pretzel-like, in a hospital recliner a couple of nights this week, so my lovely bed at home was even lovelier last night. It's nice to sit in my own (comfy) recliner with Katniss
biting my finger purring contentedly.
It's been a strange summer. Weather more like the northwest than the southeast. Big questions at church. Friends in crisis. Major surgeries. Budget envelopes. Other than three days when I stared out at the ocean and generated no serious thoughts at all, I can't say I've rested.
I admit I am longing for rest.
I'm longing for wisdom and a refreshed body and spirit.