Apart from the simple act that I was still here to register it and groan, the day did not start well. Pain woke me… another one of those vicious circles where, if I get a good night’s sleep, I have moved too little to ease the pain overnight and wake desperate for relief. The next few hours are spent trying to get comfortable and throwing all the pain meds possible at my body. It is unfortunate, but the alternative is even less attractive and would let me get even less work done.
There comes a point, most days, when you wonder if it is worth it. When you ask yourself whether just laying down and going to sleep for good would not be a better option. I can no longer walk properly unaided. Have just restricted vision in one eye, no energy and am unable to fend for myself. Physically, I’m ‘neither use nor ornament’ as we say in Yorkshire.
“There’s someone outside with a card,” said my Stuart, heading to open the door, later that afternoon. I heard a muffled conversation from my perch at the computer… and a few moments later was in possession of a beautiful basket of pastel-coloured plants, all in flower and a wonderful selection of luxuriously decadent ice-creams.
At the moment, as things degenerate a bit, eating has become problematic. The strangest things go down easily… the things you would think would be easy to swallow get stuck. The one thing you can say for sure is that I am definitely better hydrated than at any time in my life, as I have to have a water ‘chaser’ after almost every bite. Which takes all the flavour and pleasure out of eating…
But not, apparently, with luxury ice cream. Or Arran tablet. These I can eat… enjoy… relish… I may have to live on the stuff.
There was no name on the card, but there was a clue as it spoke of the Silent Eye… and half a name and location had come with the delivery… a friend of a friend of the donor, who lives in a village close by, and who had been willing to act as personal shopper and courier, bless her.
I tracked down the sender, knowing his penchant for making sure everyone is well supplied with the small, but all important, niceties of life. It was he who had invariably turned up for all to the workshops with strawberries, sweets and enough chocolate to feed a small army. Later, I found there are others involved… and although one of them I know, the rest for the moment, remain a mystery.
I want to hug them all… even if it is only with what is left of my voice over the phone.
Much of yesterday was spent thinking about funeral arrangements… my own. It ended with the virtual embrace of friends and in laughter. The morning began with a card… filled with individual messages from friends whose presence in my life and heart spans decades and worlds… but always leads back to love and magic. It takes so little to turn a day on its head, turning the perception upside down and giving it a new and more beautiful perspective.
The flowers, being rooted, will live longer than me. The ice-cream may make it through the day… but I am not promising anything. But the warmth of the gesture means everything. That friends, even in this time of restrictions and travel bans, find and make time and ways to ‘visit’… and in such a practical manner, means so much.
With so much of your life and perceived identity being nibbled away by the demands of cancer or any other long term illness, it is the things that affirm that you are still who you have always been that take on a deeper meaning, Easy too to lose sight of why we choose to remain and not give up the ghost before our time. It is for the friends and those we love who will share an old, half-forgotten joke… or who turn up with your favourite chocolate bar… or who pass the tissue before it is needed, knowing that it will be.
These are the things and the people that matter… they make life worth the living. No matter how much the physical world seems to shrink around you, as access to it is cut off by restrictions, health and mobility… the landscape of the heart is an infinitely wide place to run free and play with those we love.
“…the landscape of the heart is an infinitely wide place to run free and play with those we love.” Such beautiful true words.
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I have found it to be so 🙂
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Beautiful thoughts, Sue 💜
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Thank you, Ritu… it was a lovely gift ❤
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I can only imagine how you felt, receiving it, Sue 💜
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Tissue consumption around here has sky-rocketed…
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Bless you! 🥰🥰🥰
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❤❤ Happy ice cream moment, Sue.
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Always welcome, Chel 🙂
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Where will we be, Sue, without your timely reminders of what truly matters?
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You’ll do just fine without me 😉
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It won’t feel the same, you know…
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All things change 🙂
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I know, but we have had far too many lately. It would be nice to stand still for a while…
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Just breathe 🧘♂️
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XX
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Sigh. This is so beautiful written Sue. You truly are a beautiful soul.
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Thank you ❤
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Beautiful friends of the heart. Bless them all . May the ice cream keep flowing 💜💜
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It won’t for long… far too tasty 🙂
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Excellent 💜
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That last sentence says it all, Sue. So glad there are so many kind people in your world, but it’s not hard to understand why. 🙂 🙂
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It was such a kind, simple gift 🙂
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What a thoughtful and beautiful gesture. Enjoy the ice cream and take it with the love of so many people here on WP. 🤗 and love 💗
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It was a lovely thought and quite made my day 🙂
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Beautiful words Sue and what a lovely kind gesture.
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I thought so too, KL.
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‘neither use nor ornament’ I haven’t heard anyone (but me) use that expression for decades probably. About the same time I heard ‘you make a better door than a window’.
Just so you know, Sue, the next person to expound on the enormous and admirable ‘strength’ of women like Saint Meghan, Saint Beyoncé and Saint Emma will be frog marched in the direction of your blog.
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We have some good sayings in Yorkshire 😉
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“you are still who you have always been”–and you’ve always been someone who loves friends, family, tablet, flowers, and premium ice cream. And you’re the one who inspires love in others. You always have been.
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The little things are the best 😉
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Beautiful penmanship [Should that be pen’woman’ship or pen’person’ship or just plain pen-ship?] as usual, laced with wonderful thoughts. Ah those treasures – Love, ice cream and flowers. Such a privilege to have been a small part of knowing and sharing you. Sock it to them, lass!
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Thanks, Goff. Politically correct I do not insist upon, at least for me 😉
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Cheers. Have a day filled with love.
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Thank you, Goff.
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Cheers.
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts Sue. Sending very gentle virtual hugs
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Thank you, Christine… but I’m happy with big bear hugs x
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In that case come here for one! Xxx
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Wish I could 🙂 xx
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Simple gifts rock! Thank you for the gifts you share, simply and with love! ❤
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It was a wonderful thing for them all to do…and I know who they are now 🙂
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How special. Enjoy every bite of that ice cream!! Sending love. xo
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I have done so far… and there is more to come 🙂 xx
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That last sentence is one of the most beautifully powerful things I’ve ever read. Sending you a heart full of love. ❤️💕
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Thank you, Paulette. ❤
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Chris is a wonder, for sure. And, Ali! Lots of hearts went into those endeavors, but they took the reins and made it all happen. You are surrounded by love even when we can’t be near. ❤️🌷
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I know.Alethea… I am indeed blesssed to have such friends ❤
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As always, so lovely…. 💗
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Thanks, Gwen ❤
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Hoping you have many more days filled with kindness, love, and special treats! Love and Hugs!
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Hugs, Alexander.
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“the landscape of the heart is an infinitely wide place to run free and play with those we love.” Beautiful, Sue. Enjoy your flowers and ice cream (if it isn’t already gone) and the wonderful connections with all those you care about you and love you. ❤
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The people behind this particular gift are all old,old friends and much loved. ❤
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Another wonderful piece from Sue, sharing her most precious gift of time and love from her dearest friends. The flowers are beautiful, and the ice cream equally well received.
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So wonderful Sue. Hope you enjoyed the ice cream. Hubby will understand about the water chasers to get things down. Thinking of you today.
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I did.. loved it. I hope he is picking up a bit now.
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Thank you, and glad you enjoyed your treat. We are making progress! Jacket potato yesterday and a cheese omelette today on top of the usual breakfast and current stew for dinner.
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That’s good to hear. I made the mistake of trying rice…
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Hubby had the same problem with rice pudding, but he whizzes that with extra milk now and it’s more like a milkshake. Goes down OK though.
I also make a cauliflower and broccoli cheese which he can swallow OK as everything is very soft. It’s still very much hit and miss though, but he’s doing OK.
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This was with sweet and sour…
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Ah……………
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Beautiful words and a lovely gesture, Sue. 🙂
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It was… a lovely gift 🙂
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I’ve come to realize, through my own journey, that people are so eager to help. To be involved, to do whatever needs doing, to be there in whichever way they can. In whichever way you want them to be. And I’ve also come to realize it helps and comforts them every bit as much as it does us. It is a beautiful thing. ❤️
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It is and it does, Fransi…and that is not always the easierst of lessons to learn. ❤
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Such lovely gifts and friends, Sue! I will remember your phrase about the landscape of the heart and what you have learned, hoping to learn from that, as well.
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Thank you, Becky… I could not ask for better friends thanthose who have been with m through this.
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Good friends are a blessing, that’s for sure!
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They are indeed 🙂
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Bet there’s not much of that icecream left! … did Ani help you snarf it? 😀
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Of course 🙂
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Many points you touch upon are core, I think, to the human condition. It’s like 60 years of life are compressed into a moment in time. I find when I make myself vulnerable enough, people pull out all the stops to be present and helpful. It’s a beautiful thing to witness, and may these loved ones fill you with so much grace, that comfort spreads to every cell. Blessings, dear Sue, wherever your journey takes you. 🙏💞
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Thank you, Bela ❤
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💐 ❤️ x
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Friends bearing gifts of love, flowers and ice cream… now that is a wonderful thing. 🙂 ❤
Sending you and Ani hugs. x
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It was lovely, Eliza ❤
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Beautiful
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Thank you,
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The heart and ice cream have much in common – doesn’t take much for them to melt – :). ❤
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This is true 🙂
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Thinking of You a lot,
Love You very much Sue.❤❤❤
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O you, my friend x
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What a wonderful gift, and a beautiful post too.
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Thank you, Tori x
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Come read Sue’s post!
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Thank you for sharing, Chuck 🙂
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what a beautiful closing sentence – I hope you enjoyed the ice cream!
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I did, Jim… very much 🙂
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The things that affirm you are who you have always been…yes, that’s what everyone needs. Such a wonderful and thoughtful gesture. (K)
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It was… and a thouroughly enjoyable one too.
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Great surprise! She is thinking on her funeral? No, no Lady! Not so fast. We have to get much more information about Ani, the hidden gems of the landscape, and so much other things more. Michael
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I’m afraid that a funeral will be inevitable.
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Love and magic. You had a great day, Sue. A very great day.
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I did 🙂
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Wishing you that you feel better. Lots of love to you.
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Thank you,
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I can see you with that ice cream, Sue. If you were like my grandson, it would be all over your face. What lovely, thoughtful gifts!
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It was wonderful, Noelle and the flowers are with me sill 🙂
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