Sunday, November 27, 2005
The neatest thing happened this morning. Dale is very ill today with side effects from the medicine that masquerades as poison. Today is the worst day he has had.
My youngest daughter has (thank the Universe) finally left her husband. She took her Power back and left...I am so proud of her. She rented a little house, took my granddaughter Paige's things and said " I am outta here" after months of trying in a no go, not healthy for her or Paige situation. She gave it her all. I am proud of her for giving every shot she could and proud of her for calling it quits, no matter what it took. She left everything and doesn't care. She is filing her divorce papers tomorrow.
She called me this morning to see if I had any extra pots, pans, etc. that she could have so she didn't have to spend any extra money. I gathered up some stuff for her...a goody bag of dishes,dish soap, towels, T.P., shampoo, silverware and cooking utensils, extra blankets, sheets and pillows. (Guess what she's getting for Christmas?)
When they got here , Dale was finally asleep, so I ran the goody bag(s) out to the car. Paige said " Is Dale-papa sick?" She is 4 by the way. I said "Yes, honey he is still sick but he gonna get well again." She replied " I need to go touch his forehead and he will be well Grama."
I said okaaaaay ...I bet your touch will make him feel better...and hauled her in the house. She went over to where Dale was lying on the couch and told him" I am making you all well and layed her little hand on his forehead. She took her hand off, said "I think I will do it again" layed her hand on his head again and said "I'm done! Your all better now." It was precious. She skipped out of the house all happy.
It lit him up like a light.
For now anyway... his pain is gone. Interesting, huh?
I think we are capable of so much when we are children. We lose that along the way. Forget. Children can remind us to remember...again.