Sometimes you get what you need

Yesterday was just a somewhat odd day. Dealing with sewer/drain stuff (painful), figuring out work stuff. I won’t be going back to work for a bit which is, like much in life, both good and bad. I don’t know what we’d do without all the help we’ve had. Mostly I just want to be with Ernie, taking care of him and giggling and/or crying, as is appropriate, and wandering when possible. I’ve also been worrying about some of Ernie’s symptoms. Just a lot.

On a positive note I got to see Owen and Trinity and they stopped by when Leo came home from lunch so everyone was in our living room at the same time. Made me so happy. The afternoon and evening were quiet. Ernie was dozy and neither of us were really hungry. I had the last of the yellow tomato that Heather gave us, on the last of my gluten free bread and it was perfect.

I went to bed early but couldn’t sleep. Tossed and turned, as did Ernie. He, of course, got up early. I went back to sleep, eventually waking and poking around Facebook and the like. Look what I found: Aaron Lee Tasjan softly singing Memphis Rain. Ahhhh.

Sometimes you do get what you need.

I finally got up and peered out the hall window before I went downstairs. I could see the morning glories blooming. My yard is a disaster but in the spring, my beloved friend Susan came and hurriedly planted my seeds one night before the rain came. Much of the plants got grown over by weeds. I saw the morning glory vines growing up the trellis along our alley however, but when the sweet autumn clematis went crazy I figured that was the last I’d see of them. A few days ago I was shocked to see them….my morning glories.

Buster, in the background, looking supportive.

Sometimes you do get what you need. Music that touches your heart, friends that plant seeds, morning glories (and one stubborn sunflower) that fight to bloom.

Onward.