Not always crisis

For the past couple of weeks I have intended to create a post to share some of the joy in my life.  I don't want this space to always feel like all I ever experience is crisis.  There are many things I am grateful for and many things that bring me joy.

Waiting for Dinner on Mother's Day (Peter was off in the Mall)

Mom is a source of joy.  She is feeling well most of the time.  She is independent and of sound mind.  Mom bakes cookies for people weekly, has lunch with Peter regularly and attends water exercise several times a week, She tends to her flowers (and now also several large pots she planted in her neighborhood.) When she doesn't have a project, she is tackling a puzzle.  I find joy in stopping by and helping her every now and then.  Those puzzles can be addictive.  I am grateful for her health and overall well being.

I thoroughly love my job.  It gives me the creative outlet as well as lets me serve and help people.  I design  photo sets at the front of our school entry, changing them out every couple of weeks.  I also get to take art into the classroom and create bulletin boards and other elements of decor throughout our school.  These bring restoration to my soul. But my greatest joy is that a few months ago I started teaching the bible in our weekly chapel every week.  I get to plant seeds of truth in little sponges.  This summer we will have Wednesday Worship in which we will have music and devotions for all ages.  To be leading that is so fun! 

I get to live in a great little house with a yard that allows me to work hard, create and get lots of vitamin D.  Yesterday I spent over an hour trying to decide on what herbs to buy as well as some flowers for my porch. Did I tell you mom bought me a battery powered EOS lawnmower?  It has headlights and is quieter than gas powered.  As the guy at Lowes said, I can cut the grass at 3 AM if I want to.  But I don't

God has given me good friends and I do not take that for granted.

With all of that said I do want to give you a brief update.  In contrast, Peter continues to struggle.  For two weeks after his hospital stay he was doing well.  He was taking his meds, pleasant to be with and had gone back to working at the bowling alley.  He had made plans for he and I to attend a Braves game tonight.  Something that I yet know happened at work Saturday afternoon.  He quit or was fired and it sent him into a spiral.  He became angry with me when I did not respond as fast or in the way he wanted to his text and phone calls.  He cut me off and told me to leave him alone.  Following, he did have some text communications with mom.  I gently reached out while keeping my distance with no response.  Monday evening the hospital called that he had brought himself in and as his emergency contact they called me looking for some info.  I followed up Tuesday to find out he was given a bed at our Local Mental Health Hospital, the one his doctor is associate with.  I know he is there but because he has not reached out to me with his ID number I can not get any information. So we continue to pray for God's intervention and THY will be done.