after some time of praying, a peace fell over her, and she was able to crawl back into her warm bed and resume sleep, this time, uneventful sleep.
the morning sun shone brightly into her room, waking her. as she moved about in the bed, trying to adjust her eyes to the light, her cats stretched and yawned, and began their routine of meowing for breakfast.
having fed her babies, she decided to try some nourishment for herself. cream of wheat sounded good, but she didn't have any. did she want to venture out into the cold morning to go to the store to purchase some cream of wheat? or should she just stay home and eat cold cereal? decisions, decisions. she had to laugh at the absurdity of the decisions she was faced with of late. when she was younger, her decisions would be of importance, and people looked up to her for her ability to always make the right ones. now, it was a matter of cold or hot cereal on a cold winter morning, and there was no one who cared which decision she made.
a moment of insanity hit her, and she donned some warm clothing and opened the front door to a world of cold and a light layer of snow. she wanted to walk to the store, but finally decided to take the car.
there were few people in the store, so her shopping trip was uneventful. upon arriving home, she began the task of preparing the cream of wheat. when it was ready, she sat down to a nice hot bowl and was once again glad she had gone to the store.
the kitties were watching her every move, hoping she would sit in the nice big comfy chair in front of the tv, so they could join her. but she was in a better mood now, and decided that it was time to work on some crafts. so she grabbed her knitting bag, and went to the sofa and began her latest venture........a scarf for a neighbor.
after an hour or so of knitting, she tired, and decided to go for a walk. she bundled up again, and struck out for the pond near the woods behind her house. she never dreamed the sprinkling of snow overnight would soon cause her a day of pain..................
1 comment:
Well, I see your writing has picked up. I haven't read any of your archives yet, Christmas season is just too busy. Hope you have a blessed Christmas!
Brigitte
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