Lucy

A Week of Gratitude, Comfort, and Tender Moments

Last Tuesday found Mr. D and me at the eye doctor, and I’m happy to say the visit went better than I expected. I had been a little worried, but the doctor assured me my trouble was simply eye strain from too much computer time. Imagine that. A gentle reminder to step away from the screen now and then. We both ended up getting new glasses, so we’ll be seeing the world a bit clearer soon.

Yesterday was another important appointment—Mr. D’s regular chemical stress test. Those days always carry a little weight, but everything went smoothly, and for that I am deeply thankful. God is good, and peace settles in a little deeper when these routine checkups bring good news.

When we were on our way home we pulled into Denney’s and enjoyed a very late breakfast.

Tuesday evening brought a different kind of blessing. Maegan surprised us with supper: a tender pot roast and a warm loaf of her homemade bread. Mercy, it was delicious. 

There’s something about a meal made by loving hands that nourishes more than just the body.

Our weather has finally settled back into what I call “normal for us”—cool but not freezing, crisp enough to feel refreshing. We even turned the AC on for a little while Tuesday evening. Only in our part of the world can you go from sweaters to air conditioning in the same day. It made me smile.

But the week also held a tender sadness. Tammy and Bo’s little Lucy Dog crossed the Rainbow Bridge on Monday. Fourteen years is a long time to love a little companion, and her health had been declining. Still, letting go is never easy. My heart aches for them. Pets have a way of weaving themselves into the fabric of our days, and their absence leaves a quiet space behind.

Through it all—appointments, good meals, shifting weather, and moments of both joy and sorrow—I’m reminded how precious ordinary days really are. They come wrapped in small gifts: good reports, shared food, cool breezes, and the comfort of knowing we’re held by a faithful God in every season.

“The Lord is good to all; He has compassion on all He has made.” —         Psalm 145:9

Until Next Time