Wednesday night. Rob was able to come home yesterday — and he was one happy camper! Guess it’s always better to recuperate at home, in your own bed, rather than in a hospital bed in a hospital. Tomorrow we’re planning to go to the cancer clinic for Rob to get blood work done. He is also scheduled to go for an Occupational Therapy appointment at NYU’s Rusk Institute. More info to follow.
I did several loads of laundry in the basement laundry room yesterday. Tonight Lee Anne asked me where one of her shirts was, as well as her jeans…. turns out that I left a whole load of laundry down there somewhere! That’s the risk you run when doing a bunch of laundry at one time, apparently. There was so much that I was bringing back up with me on the service elevator that I felt surely I had gotten it all! By the time the mistake was realized, the laundry room was closed for the night, so I’ll have to go search out and rescue the missing clothes tomorrow. Hope they’ll still be there….. I plan to never take having a washer and dryer conveniently located in my own laundry room for granted again.
Even so, there’s no place like home. Even if it’s temporary like our apartment here in NY City, it’s home — it’s our place of comfort. Thank you, Lord, for all our “temporary homes” here, but especially for our forever home, there with you!
Excerpts from The Message, Psalm 90: God, it seems you’ve been our home forever; long before the mountains were born, long before you brought earth itself to birth,
from “once upon a time” to “kingdom come” — you are God…. Oh! Teach us to live well!
Teach us to live wisely and well!