Comfort

I found it! Chocolate.

When all else fails, get some high quality chocolate. A belated Valentine's gift from my wonderful friend and fellow blipper (I owe my blip addiction to her) Carol, arrived a few weeks ago. It was chocolate flavored coffee. Today my tax man and I finished it off. Tomorrow we'll be back to regular old coffee. We thoroughly enjoyed all of it...both Carol's favorite and Mr. Fun's favorite. Honestly from day to day it was difficult to tell the difference. But today, my dad was released from the hospital. The old 83 year old is home free and clear, with no diagnosis for the extreme dizziness that required oxygen and tests, and two nights on the inside. He thinks it was three nights, but why argue. He's a dear man. I miss him - I live 2,000 miles away. He's obstinate, hard of hearing, and treats me like a five year old. But I miss him so much.

And the thing is, I understand; because I have adult children, and I'm pretty sure they think I am obstinate, maybe hard of hearing, and perhaps I treat them like five year olds. It's the way parenting turns out, eventually.

Beautifulblue commented when my recent grandbaby was born, that we should 'pray.' Because there is little else we can do...The baby has parents, and they are...well, they are in charge, not us. It's difficult to stand by and not speak our minds. Sometimes we do anyway, and sometimes we regret it. But for today, things look better. Nancy still has cancer. But her girlfriends are getting together Friday to think of her and send her good positive energy. Pray, BB says. Drink chocolate flavored coffee, C says. Look up, I say. And pay attention to those around you, my blip friends tell me.

Today I am grateful for ears to hear, eyes to see, and 74% cacoa to nurture my wounded interior.