Gratitude Day Eight (36-40)

36. Morning coffee

37. Flowers given for my garden

38. People who believe me in this illness and don't try to "fix" me

39. Free downloads from Alistair Begg and Truth For Life

40. Christmas pictures which I still have taped up on my cupboard doors

Busy day today, picking up prescriptions, going to singles fellowship, getting groceries after that.  The doctor suggested an anti-inflammatory diet, so it'll be interesting shopping.  I'm not even sure what that  means, but I'm trying to learn and have some idea where to start.  I think, actually, that I have already started.  I've been trying to cut out processed foods for quite some time.  I know I feel much better when I eat a lot of fruits and vegetables.  I'm a little concerned about cost, but I think it'll work out.  I eat thanks to state assistance, because of my disability, so funds are limited, but not so much that I'm always straining to get anything good.

Gratitude Day Seven (31-35)

I forgot to blog yesterday.  Too busy all day, running girls with art pieces to the fair, and going to my sister's to visit.  Not that I mean to beat myself up if I don't blog daily.  Not that I know of anyone even reading right now.. lol  It's all good.  Today I have to go to the doctor, but opened this up to remind me to finish it later.  I have an art project to try finish later too, so I'll see how this works.

31. A really wonderful doctor - This doctor I found in the past and lost due to her leaving the clinic I went to, I have found again.  Now she is in a position to give more time to her patients and to treat them as she sees fit.  She cares enough to work with me.

32. My over-sized fluffy fleece robe that my eldest sister made for me years ago.

33. Yarn

34. Super glue

35. The Internet

I'm very tired after a very long appointment.  I should have gone to my future niece-in-law's bridal shower, but I had nothing to give and didn't leave my appointment til nearly the time it started.  Admittedly I have an intense dislike of showers too, so I'm glad in that way not to have gone.  I regret not being there for solidarity though.  I love the girl this nephew has chosen.  She seems sweet and calm and perfectly suited to him.  I've always been glad he chose so well.

I did my first art piece on a hymnal page today.  It is dogwood flowers in not quite natural colors.  I thought to do pink, since there are pink dogwood (white on the white page didn't seem like a good idea) but then chose to add some purple, since I've gotten the idea that the person it is intended to be in memory of liked purple.  In a picture I saw today from her funeral, her Dad and brother were both wearing purple in one way or another.  A purple shirt on one, a purple ribbon on the other with some purple in his tie, I think.  The art isn't for me to give, but for her (the deceased's) cousin to give to her family.  I don't know if I should show the whole thing, though I don't know who's looking.  I'll just put a section of it up.