A phone call this morning took me off course. One of the nicest gals out here at Venny is dealing with aggressive blood cancer. Our next-door neighbor called to see if I had a comfort cross, as the other gal is entering hospice. I had a few crosses crocheted and quickly put one together. It's heart-wrenching knowing that a friend will hold the cross as she passes away from this world.
It's snowing, people! First light rain, then turned to snow. Wonderful wonderful moisture. The field across the way is white, as are the boulevards and lawn. Makes for a perfect stay-at-home day.
A kettle of homemade turkey soup simmers on the stove. Incredible how many different meals one can make out of a 15-pound turkey. That's the benefit of being raised by those who lived through the Great Depression. The lessons we learned as kids still benefit us today. The idea of spending less than one earns doesn't resonate with the younger generations. Paying with plastic takes away the idea of spending wisely. Back when we took dollar bills out of our billfold to pay for stuff, that's when we realized how much we were spending. That was back when the dinosaurs roamed around with us, right?
So sad to hear about your friend. Feel blessed though that your cross will give her comfort as she makes her final earthly journey! Wish I could join you for that soup…the aroma is filling my senses!…M
ReplyDeleteGotta say the soup was yummy, and there would've been plenty to share with you.
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