My New Normal, Maybe?

This is the second time I have written a blog titled the new normal, I mean it. Preparing for Mother's Day I brought this cute shirt with mother, grandmother, great grandmother written on it. It is white with black letters and also red pants to go with it.

The Saturday before Mother's Day getting in the shower I fell and had to be helped up. Thinking nothing of it I also fell getting in bed Saturday night. Sunday morning, (Mother's

Day) I was getting ready to shower and had a big fall inside the shower. My son came to see if he could get me out and we ended up calling 911.

This ended up with a week's stay in the hospital and a week and a half stay in rehab and my whole life being turned around. They found heart problems and started treating that and I was full of fluid. At this time, I find myself sitting in an institution relearning and learning my daily living activities. Yes, this is a miracle that I am able to relearn, that my family is able to care for me and that nothing greater has happened to me.

The reality of this is that everything is new/different. In a way this must be the way a toddler feels going to school for the first time or when Mother decides to clean the toy box. Things that meant so much to me are either moved sold or touched by others. You are right I could not be in the hospital/rehab and packed and cleaned out my house.

Now, what do I do? Any suggestions? Habakkuk 2: 2 says "The Lord answered me and said, Write the Vision"' It is interesting that he did not say write the vision at what age, my mind is wrestling one side says "write the vision stupid" the other side says you are too old. With all my house dismantled do I dare write a vision for a future that I may not see,

Hmm, Have a Blessed Day!