It makes me sad that such a tragic thing has led me to appreciate such simple pleasures.
This past Thursday, my MIL was on her way to chemo, when she hit a crack with her walked and fell. She broke her hip. The next day, they put a pin in it and she has been in the hospital since. Her doctors (orthopedic and oncologist) are in a dispute over what is more important -- walking or killing the cancer. We are on the side of walking. Either way, I have been granted a reprieve from taking care of her for a short period. And I feel guilty because I am enjoying it. Just the simple pleasures of coming home and being greeted by my husband. And only my husband. (OK and the dogs, but you get what I mean). I enjoy only having to consider two people (who have very similar taste) when cooking dinner. I love being able to eat pasta! Pasta! How I have missed you so! Big plates of steaming pasta mixed with shrimp! Yum!
Ramblings brought to you by Kelli at 9:18 AM