We had some fun putting Cleo in
Fietsje's basket today ;)
So, today had some real ups and downs.
I had another opps and lost my balance and stepped on my
casted foot for the second time.
the area where the break is did not get hurt, that I can tell thus far.
It did jar the foot however.
That was so discouraging/frustrating.
This whole I can't walk thing gets old fast and my Husband and I
are both weary from it.
I have been struggling with more crankiness at the whole situation...
Finally, at the end of the day, after 6:30, we got a call that
I should be getting some help soon.
I ordered some more books on Miss Buncle.
I am reading a fun vintage Tom Swift from 1910.
On a totally different type of read, I finally began the huge
biography on Fr Seraphim Rose.
It's well written, readable and very accessible. I must say,
if anyone in Orthodoxy has surprised me on how
approachable his letters and thus far his biography,
it's Fr. Seraphim Rose.
He withdrew from the world in such a hard core way
and I used to find his very name to be something I, well,
kinda ran from to be honest - I knew some
people who seemed super zealous Orthodox converts
when I was a very new Orthodox Christian and
my experience of them got mixed up with my perception of
Fr Seraphim Rose, which I am more than happy to say
I was very very wrong about.
The first pages of his biography go into his early childhood in California
and then his years in high school and college and
how much of a loner, really, he was, while he had a always a group of
friends, he had very very few he felt he connected with
and he felt life was so futile because he was seeking so much
for something MORE in life, really, looking for the
fullness of life in Christ, that he eventually found and in a way
deeper and more profound than I feel I have the hope of
personally finding, though I have been told that I should not have
such despairing thoughts about myself,
which rather surprised me, but it was a very trustworthy Nun who told me this
and so I have not forgotten.
Anyway, it's over 1000 pages and I am on page 42.
I think I have a book that I can really chew on while I
convalesce and well, that's really exciting!
Esp. since I was so wrong about him...I really should write an essay
about this someday, if God so allows.
I also got to talk with my Mom and Aunt J. today
and well, my foot is feeling better from my earlier 'opps'
and I ordered something that I hope will help
with the itching.
And I am able to get up more and more by myself
and am in general progressing, though not without out
Also, this card from my Grandma...
isn't it just so perfect?