It’s Time

It was a beautiful morning yesterday, cool and the air was gentle on my skin. It mattered little that I thought the air belonged to Friday. It was still a nice day. I worked a bit in the yard and planned to go shopping for supplies I needed to make a dessert on Saturday to be eaten on Sunday. As I look back, I’m unsure when my space and time synced up, but it did and there was a modest amount of panic.

I quelled the urge to run and went to the store, bought my supplies, and brought them home. I made my dessert. It now sits in the fridge. We’re going to talk about it this evening on a Facebook Live broadcast called, Cooking with Mom, courtesy of the good folks at the Backyard at Gruene. Feels odd to do it, I’m not much of a cook, but I have some observations that might prove useful. We’ll see.

Being invited to the broadcast of this show is one of the myriad kindnesses people have shown me in the months since my wife passed away. I appreciate those kindness, the invitations, the check-in calls, the asking-afters, as in how are you doing? They’re lovely reminders that life is going on and that people care and that there is a gentleness to the human spirit that wants to make itself known and felt, like the welcome cool air of a Friday that was actually a Saturday.

John W. Wilson is the author of The Long Goodbye: A Caregiver’s Tale

John W Wilson

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