Thank goodness, my imagination so readily enjoys encouraging Ravi’s imagination to smile and flourish. She and I are happily creating a fairy garden in the planters adjacent to our spa (which is seeing lots of activity when we are on the patio in need of cooling down).
Though Ravi knows Gramma Annie has health issues and she’s very protective of me, my six year old grand daughter actually has no idea that Papa and I have been going through a very difficult time.
We’ve discussed medication that causes unhealthy hair to fall out so that brand new, healthy hair can grow in its place, and we laugh when it’s too hot to wear a hat on the patio, and I take mine off, offering us the opportunity to check out the hairs that are already beginning to sprout, again.
And now, since I’m not feeling short of breath, today, Will and I are about to take a short walk behind our house, despite the intensity of the heat—115 degrees—followed by swinging on our covered patio swing after which air conditioning snd glasses of water will offer us reason to sigh with relief!
One day, I’ll be well, and all of these trials will behind us. And won’t that be grand!
🙋🏻♀️🔆Annie
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