It all started when I got up really early (per Denim’s insistence) and looked out the window to a very dark and dreary landscape. My knees ached. I needed Denim to help me do the simplest thing like get my coffee. I totally missed the glass when trying to pour my juice. Then just doing a mundane thing like getting my vitamins out of the medicine cabinet turned into a marathon event as it seemed to take forever. Dropping each pill and bottle cap while making several attempts to pick up each proved to be a lesson in perseverence. Plugging in my hairdryer became a game of target practice as I repeatedly tried to get that plug into the outlet. Simply throwing something into the waste basket became an accomplishment worth 3 points! I brushed my teeth and bit my inner cheek. While trying to comb my hair, I poked myself in the eye. I must have been given the gift of tongues as no one could understand my speech.
But then I went outside with Denim and saw the sun glowing as it came up through the trees. I looked at Denim and realized what a wonderful gift I had in her. She’s so beautiful and such a sweetheart. The snow is so pretty on the bushes. I laughed at the morning I had just had. I think I’ll, go practice playing some piano…………….. Hey, that actually sounded pretty good!