Through the mist or the snow if you look hard the castle of dreams is there beckoning you on...
Dylan Thomas
Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas
Tonight is Miss Jenna's personal shower. As she gets closer to the wedding it is so exciting! I am doing my best to be "in the moment" trusting The Lord with my husband. He may be placed in Baraboo for further recovery tomorrow. He was found to have pneumonia in addition to the affects of the fall. I will post pictures for you to see when he is settled in.
Now for the gift wrapping and arrangement of the dessert tray. Love that part!
My sweet and spicy husband has fallen and he didn't get up til we found him and had the ambulance come take him for tests. They found a small subdural hemotoma and he is now in the hospital and will be at a rehab facility soon. He is getting better but perhaps not sweeter in this time of healing. He is very used to me answering his needs quickly or giving a reason why he would have to wait. He is not getting quite that kind of response at the hospital even though they are caring for him well. I am trying to rest and have contracted a sinus infection which is leaving me very tired. I will soon blog again and maybe this week but need a little time to arrange and recover from this event. The picture here is from a better time where he was the center of the party. Hopefully he will soon be as lively as ever and our situation will greatly improve!