[nobody needs to be happy every day]
Today was my grandparents' 67th wedding anniversary, and their children, 2/3 of their grandchildren, and most of their great-grandchildren got together to mark the occasion in my grandmother's hospice room.
A couple of weeks ago, the day it finally hit my grandfather that she wouldn't be going back to the house they've shared for more than 50 years, a few of us went over for supper that night. It was enlightening, in that it was the first time I've ever realized my grandfather actually loves my grandmother. It's...kind of comforting to know that.
Eventually, I made my way to the gym, because I was sad and unsettled, and exercise is good for that. It was a walk-only day in my 5K training, and I went in with all the plans for giving my lower body the day off and throwing everything I could think of at my upper body (which, admittedly, isn't a lot. I'm struggling to find good upper-body workouts, especially that aren't based on things I can't do yet). Ahaha. The mental part of exercise? Kind of important. I actually did make it through the bulk of what I had planned, but, well. Maybe the rest of me needed a light day, too.
But tomorrow is a shiny new day, fresh with no mistakes, and lots of sunshine. (And making that damn doctor's appointment.)
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A couple of weeks ago, the day it finally hit my grandfather that she wouldn't be going back to the house they've shared for more than 50 years, a few of us went over for supper that night. It was enlightening, in that it was the first time I've ever realized my grandfather actually loves my grandmother. It's...kind of comforting to know that.
Eventually, I made my way to the gym, because I was sad and unsettled, and exercise is good for that. It was a walk-only day in my 5K training, and I went in with all the plans for giving my lower body the day off and throwing everything I could think of at my upper body (which, admittedly, isn't a lot. I'm struggling to find good upper-body workouts, especially that aren't based on things I can't do yet). Ahaha. The mental part of exercise? Kind of important. I actually did make it through the bulk of what I had planned, but, well. Maybe the rest of me needed a light day, too.
But tomorrow is a shiny new day, fresh with no mistakes, and lots of sunshine. (And making that damn doctor's appointment.)
This entry also exists at http://ainsley.dreamwidth.org/822882.html. Comment whenever and wherever you prefer.