Last evening after dinner my wife commented that the day had been an especially good one. The two previous days she had felt ill with cold or flu symptoms, but was now feeling better. We had gone out during the afternoon to her appointment with the chiropractor, then ran some errands including a frustrating visit to a very crowded supermarket where we successfully acquired the last of the supplies needed for our holiday preparations. In the evening she went out to dinner with our daughter, continuing their "girls night out" routine for Friday evenings.
Though the day was not a stay-at-home-and-be-bored day, neither could it be described as a day filled with memorable moments. Just another "oatmeal day" (don't know about oatmeal days? see the links below), and yet that evening we both agreed that it had been a very good day.
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The major reason it seemed a good day is that the past six or seven months have been times when she was so weak that she began to think she may not make it to Christmas, but now she is much stronger and it is wonderful just to be ABLE to go and do errands together.
As I was getting ready for bed I remembered that I had posted a while back about a similar experience. When I looked it up I was surprised that it was exactly one year ago! What a year it has been!
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