“A nail is driven out by another nail; habit is overcome by habit. “
Desiderius Erasmus – Dutch Philosopher
Some days I block myself from seeing, and then there are those days I want to hold on to it all. A year ago seems so long ago; like an old pair of shoes cast away and forgotten.
We are moving on with this living thing, and I forget at times to record my blessings. . . to visit this blog. I find myself counting and writing lazily only in my head.
Sometimes, I try to forget what has happened but then, I count the number of times a brother calls him Lazarus, see the many scares on his chest, count the pills taken in the pill box, mark the days until we travel again to check and recheck the blood work, biopsies, a little cold here and there. . . wash your hands, stay healthy, go to work, move on to the next thing. . . we have to get organized I say.
He says we have to live a little.
We take off to the mountains. . . leaving it all for another day.
I tell myself, “Count your blessing today, and not just in your head this time,“
I cannot forget to love more, live more.
and I watch him closely and I’m in awe sometimes when I see patience on that face, with a hint of his father’s dimple, that face of this man I love.
486.) dishwasher turning
487.) laughing and talking coming from another room
488.) laundry to fold – I can’t forget this one pilled high
489.) working hands
490.) good reports of a healthy heart
491.) birthdays coming
492.) boys running all over the homestead – playing, having fun
493.) soft summer breezes
494.) brothers taking off together
495.) hard summer rains.