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Saturday, February 1, 2020

    On one of my several trips to the bathroom during the night, I had a new experience; I 'knew' Mike was sleeping in the bed next to me.  I haven't had this thought since I returned from Oahu to continue my life without Mike.  For the preceding year, I have not been able to grasp that he was gone.  I understood he wasn't in the house or in our bed at night. Still, I had explanations for where he was: Oahu for a deacon retreat, San Francisco at the Mercy Center working on his spiritual director's certificate, Columbus, Ohio for a meeting with the rector and Mike Berstene on the distance learning program, or at some conference on the mainland for Habitat for Humanity.  The daily absences were easier.  He was a busy man when he wasn't home napping. Particularly towards the end, the kidney disease was sapping all his energy; he slept a lot.  

    When I got up for the day, I could feel his energy filling the left side of my body.  Why that side and not the other.  The left side is supposed to be the feminine side. Perhaps Mike is still combatting my mother's voice.

    As I walked Elsa, I worked on the exercise Katie, my PT, gave me to strengthen my leg muscles.  She told me to raise up on my toes, hold the position for three seconds, and then lower my foot. I was to do it ten times in three different positions: my feet in parallel, my feet turned out, and my feet turned in.  As usual, I made an adaptation.  I did the exercise while I walked Elsa. I'd walk twenty steps, ten for each foot, in all three positions as I walked. I also repeated it many times each time I walked. I'd count my steps.  I am impressed with what a difference this is making in my leg strength for both legs.  This is an excellent exercise for everyone, particularly the elderly. Just push the toes down while lifting the heel.  This can be done while sitting and even while lying down.  You don't have to be able to lift your heel up at all. All you have to do is make an effort. That alone will activate the muscles. However it is done, if it is done regularly, it will make a difference.

    Mark taught Bikram today.  He is a loving rousing spirit. All the regular teachers bring a love of the community into the room as they teach.  As I left, one of the Jens said to me, "It's good to see you smiling again." I don't think I realized that I had stopped.  True, I have been feeling lousy the last week or so, so alone, so weighted down with life, but I hadn't realized I had stopped smiling.

    When I got home, I saw I had left my phone at home in the middle of the bathmat. When I picked it up, I saw Jean and Karin had called.  I think the family is responding to my call for help.  I am very grateful.  I called Jean. She reminded me that my life was good; I was safe in a lovely home with enough money to feed and clothe me. My first thought was I know all this already.  How can it help to have her say it? But you know, it did help.  It was calming.  I can hear her voice in my head as I write this.  It is very soothing, comforting.

    I was tired but wanted to get some time in with K. before I took a nap.  I called E., and he told me that they hadn't come over to the Kona this weekend.  They wanted to attend a birthday party for a cousin. 

    Yesterday, B. had called to ask me if he could use my Prius to pick the kids up from Hilo and bring them over.  I was in a deep sleep when he called and didn't answer until later, when I just texted, "Yes." Since the car never left the driveway, I assumed I hadn't gotten back to him in time, and he had taken his truck over to pick them up.

    I called E. to tell him to send K. up for a lesson. I wanted to get two short ones in today. That's when I learned they had never come over.  I asked E. if he was seeing more improvement.  He answered that K. is continuing to become easier to understand. K. had some articulation problems, which were resolved when he listened to the audio file on Bandcamp.  I wasn't referring to his speech; I meant his reading since his mom told me he had read five books to her on his own. He said he didn't know because it was his mom who was reading with him.

    Well, I was off the hook for the day.  I went down for a nice long nap.  Boy, do I love to sleep. 'When I got up, I did some work on the blog, but not much else.

    Scott was planning to put the guest room furniture back into the room since he had screwed down the subflooring through the carpeting using that fantastic system. He and Yvette came up after 4 pm., and the three of us, mostly them, moved the furniture that had been sitting in my living room for over a month back into the guest room.  Now all I have to do is sort through all the stuff under the bed in storage bags to see what I want to keep; and what I want to get rid of. 

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