School was closed Friday, mainly to give the teachers a break because the previous day is traditionally "Conference Day" and we ask the teachers to stay until 8 PM. I don't teach, but I also get the day off.
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I took a drive with my husband towards coastal Delaware, along Route 9. We crossed the bridge over the Chesapeake & Delaware Canal and continued south. It was coming on high tide and when that happens, sometimes the roads get a bit flooded. We got out and walked where we could, but it was the first day of bow season and our usual walking places were packed with hunters.
It rained on and off, and eventually settled into a swirling mist while the sky lightened and darkened. I don't know about you, but I love days like this. I don't feel so badly about settling into a comfy chair and reading a book, or working on my photographs on the computer.
My husband bought a paper and told me to feel free to stop at any of my favorite shops along the route home. Huh? He said to go ahead; he'd just sit in the car and read the paper and he and George would be just fine. So I stopped at a little shop in Middletown, DE near the horse farm on which we lived.
The shop was decorated entirely for the holidays and even had Christmas music on (good grief). I bought a candle with a scent I love as well as a little primitive snowman. I collect snowmen and I really needed this one. Really.
Can you imagine how difficult it is for a man to relinquish driving to his wife, and for him to sit calmly by and not tell her exactly how to drive, where to park, where to go, etc. etc.? Can you imagine your husband doing this? It ain't easy, my friends. But today, my husband somehow shut his mouth and just let me drive. And honestly, it was nice. He's doing a bit better as the days go by and the pain has lessened tremendously. And the best part is the word retrieval. I don't know if I've ever mentioned this, but I was afraid that we'd never have a real conversation again. At times, it's so difficult for him to find the words he needs to say. But there has been such an amazing improvement and to talk with him now, you'd never know he had brain surgery less than a month ago.
It's raining again today. And it's fine with me.
Until tomorrow, my friends . . .