Anxiety Dreams

 

Here is a sunrise over the English Channel, taken by Captain B this month. It is to remind us of our loving Creator in these "difficult times hard to deal with". He made this planet so lovely for us.

I had a night of anxiety dreams before the Bible study last Wednesday.  I spent such of the night as I did sleep - arthritis pain permitting - hunting through vast wardrobes trying to find something to wear, and finding nothing.  And then I got worried that the time I had told my sister to pick me up was wrong...

Why do I do this to myself?  Aren't there enough things to worry about.   However, we have another study this afternoon, and I did not spend last night dreaming anxiously, but the pain woke me very early.  I had to get up and take painkillers.  I hope and pray our study will go as well - or even better! - than it did last week.

We moved our sibling Zoom session to Tuesday as I thought we might not get back from the bank in time on Monday, although in fact we did.  And I finally finished the script for my part in the School next week - such a relief.  And I got the paperwork beside my computer tidied and sorted.  Oh, and made the regular lentil and veggie soup.

My shoulders and arms continue to be so painful. If the loss of function in the "good" arm is a permanency then I am now in a different and much more difficult world. As is poor Captain Butterfly.

This happened to my mother when she was younger than I was. Both her shoulders were lost to arthritis.  That is when she moved out of the bungalow and into Lilac Tree Farm, to live with Penny and George.

So she ended her life as she began it, in a small village - first in Lancashire, then in Yorkshire.

I hope though that her real life here on the earth has not really started yet, that it is all to begin again for her during the Thousand Years during which all those safe in "the everlasting arms" will be woken from the dreamless sleep and of death, and open their eyes in the restored earthly paradise.