Monday, March 16, 2009

Now

I have a little musical snowman that plays "Let It Snow." I wind it up on the first day of snowfall. If today is any indication I will still be winding it up on the first day of Spring, too. C'est la vie. It does look pretty out there with snow resting on the evergreens.

Dearest one was in a minor car accident last week. Initially he thought he wasn't injured but 24 hours after the accident he started to hurt. He was diagnosed with grade 2 whiplash over the weekend. Not fun at all. It is hard to see him is such discomfort. I want to make it all better but I can't. You know, there wasn't even any damage to his car. Makes us both have a new awareness of those in more serious accidents. He is in terrible pain. Dearest one works in the health care field and is wonderful at what he does. He is also a wretched patient. So, so stubborn.

I have a very full week ahead of me. Thankfully I only have to live it one day at a time. Today. I can do that. I read somewhere online in the past while about someone asking a monk what time it was and he replied, "Now." And then he paused and said, "Now." I've been trying to keep that in mind. It's now. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Not five minutes from now, but now. Now is doable.

5 comments:

mile191 said...

in this moment, please be...and rest and heal the hurts, together. I am sorry for Dearest One's pain, and injury. you will both be in my prayers...as you take it one day at a time...

join in my Thankful Thursday post...coming THursDay...might be a good way to take that one day at a time...hugs. safe careful soft hugs...♥

Cat said...

whiplash is so painful - I cannot imagine doing it without pain medication and someone to help pull me out of bed to go pee...

healthcare workers do make the worst patients though...

Owen said...

I am grateful it was nothing worse and pray his recovery is quick.

steveroni said...

NOW!
What time is it? NOW! What time do you have to be on the job? NOW! See, I do not even need a watch. -grin!

Whiplash (onomatopoeia?) is a hurtful-sounding name...that's because it hurts. And it so often doesn't reveal itself until everyone has gone home.

Gosh, Hope, maybe you'll have to ship him down to a nice warm place to heal--I know of one called Naples Florida! Warm sunny beaches. And Prayer Girl lives here also, ya know.

Steve E.

Anonymous said...

Smart monk.

Poor Dearest One. Hope he feels better soon.

Mich