HOPE AS A HEALER

 Did we take a chance?

By welcoming family and friends

To celebrate Seder round

Our festive, traditionally

Decked out dining room table?

Yes we did

Why?

Because intuition insisted that

Doing so would be so

Restorative to

Everyone’s spirits (after

Years of fearing

Catching COVID) that

Prepping to celebrate

Our heartfelt devotion to

Let freedom ring with

Family and friends

Somehow saw me

Turning a corner where

My positively focused spirit

Surged ever so naturally toward

The joyful awareness that

Good health may

Actually be offering me

A new lease on life

Suggesting that—

Along with

Medical science—

Hope may be as potent

A healer as is true of love

And as with all things—

Time will tally this

Decision to

Gather together, thus

Following the dictates of

My heart

🙋🏻‍♀️🥰Annie

PS   Though today saw my mind and body in need of a three hour nap, my spirit continues to sport a well-satisfied smile.  And the fact that my home is uncluttered, wherever, by chance, my glance lands, is truly a bonus as I be a natural neat-nut, through and through😊

Have I mentioned that the clothes in my closet offered up a standing ovation upon my choice of a graceful, purple long-sleeved silk blouse, its natural shimmer enhanced by diamond solitaires, one sparkling at my throat and a pair, one in each ear, with a ruby/diamond tennis bracelet encircling my wrist, and my only choice of adornment for my hand, my narrow gold wedding band.  With narrow black pants and silver slippers, I’d felt ‘party-ready’ (actually glam) to enjoy hosting a holiday that had proved deeply meaningful and delightfully memorable in the most enjoyable way for the first time in years.  From now on, each time I wear a beautiful gift from Will round my neck, wrist, finger or ear, my heart will smile at the memory of which loved one is now designated the recipient of that jewel once I have grown so very old as to readily leave life behind after gifting each of my loved ones with a momento that would have already been theirs for many years had my recovery not gone as well as has thus far proved true. 

Before today’s lengthy nap, Edie, my right hand companion stopped in for a spell in which she ‘n I enjoyed conversation over coffee, as had been customary for 41 years until COVID made shut-ins of us, all.

As for now, the savory aroma of chicken soup simmering with chopped turkey and carrot slices floating amidst a light as air matzoh ball has been wafting through our home, enticing my taste buds to implore me to end this PS so as to head toward our uncluttered kitchen so as to enjoy dinner with Will, tout suite 😊