My dear older friend from church passed away last night right after I posted about him entering hospice. Everyone was sober at church today---tears just below the surface. His funeral this week will be very, very special. He was a leader in the Republican Party here years ago, and I'm sure his service will be attended by some fancy folks. Nor surprising. I told Gary tonight I don't know when I've ever met a sweeter man than this one. We began the habit of me going up to him in his and his wife's pew before church and I'd lean down to him. We'd hug and he'd always give me a kiss on the cheek. A gentleman from the old school. Dear, sweet Jack, you are already missed. Wish I'd known several weeks ago when I was receiving that last kiss that it was the last one.
I was thinking about him reaching Heaven. No more having to walk stooped over with a cane. His eyes are strong, his heart beating regularly, but the same sweet smile. Heaven rejoices, for sure. His wife will be lost for a time. Maybe for always. They spent all their time together. Oh my.
Nat'l Guard son's girlfriend came to church with him today. Folks were very welcoming to her. She's Catholic and says she doesn't want to change, which is fine with me, but gosh....I think I'm overdone with too much to think about. I've got to distance myself from our kids' lives, I guess.
And have got to make a concerted effort to rest this week. The last week will not be up for renewal. Stomach's a mess. I read an article the other day about physical ailments caused by uncontrolled stress. Then it ended up with saying a person needed to lessen their stress in order to heal. Huh. Really now? Must look into a follow-up article that'll spell out how to manage that trick. Have had excellent luck with yoga. Might lock myself in the bedroom tomorrow and give it another whirl. Might just lock myself in the bedroom no matter.
I have groceries in the house for tomorrow's dinner. All the basics. Must needs to putter, maybe do some handwork, get outside since that's a great leveler of emotions. Supposedly walking outside barefooted is good for a person's soul. Grounding. Maybe sounds lame to say that, but will give it a try.
Take care.
