September 2, 2009

September arrived yesterday. A very good friend of mine began this month in the hospital emergency room, with heart issues, and I spent the first day of September there too, as a support.

Of course, being in this setting conjured memories of my recent hospital experience with my mother. A different city, yet similar surroundings, with elderly women on stretchers, etc.

However, no tears welled up, and I was able to be supportive and helpful, to enable my friend to allow the doctors to begin their investigative procedures.

What surprised me, after I returned home, was that I still did not feel the wave of grief I thought might occur. This must mean that healing is definitely taking place, in my estimation.

However, it could be a delayed reaction, as my focus has now changed to my friend's welfare. I need to try not to analyze, and just enjoy the normalcy I feel at present.

I heard from my sister today, as well, and that alone is comforting.

I am also feeling a renewed sense of hope and joy today, as I registered for a hike I am very interested in traversing midmonth. The setting will prove to be very healing, I imagine.

I am looking forward to meeting new people in the club as well, souls with a similar desire for the enjoyment of spending time in nature, and hiking.

Today I have a full agenda of tasks that need my attention, and I am hopeful that I will be able to accomplish much.