I mentioned on my Facebook status this morning that I'm gaining comfort in ways that are surprising to me. The warmth of the hairdryer (as I dried this massive mane of hair this morning) was the same as always, and I was comforted by that. The taste of the honey on the spoon as I made my hot tea this morning...it was the exact same taste as before. Little things like that serve as a subtle reminder that not everything has changed. My husband died, that is what changed. The things that he took care of while running the house they will remain the same, that has not changed. Right now, for today, thinking about things that haven't changed will help me a lot.
You may already know that twice a year, for birthday and Christmas, Timbo would make a polymer clay sculpture for our sister-in-law in California. This came as a surprised to folks that knew him. He had a very artistic side to him. Not only in being a musician and singer, as seen on his YouTube channel, but also being a carpenter and furniture builder. Nobody expected him to make cute little figurines.
Here he is with the last little bear that he so, lovingly made and remade, until it was just so.
He was so proud of the finished product. I was proud of him. He did wait until the last minute to make it, as he did sometimes. Make it he did and got it shipped out in time for Christmas. Peg just loved it when she got it and he was so happy about that, I just can't tell you how happy he was.
Well, that's it for today. We'll see what tomorrow brings. Thanks so much for listening.