All is Well

I spent the afternoon with mom then I drove home in the dark.  Yes it’s dark by 5:30pm and getting darker by the day. But I’m OK with that. It helps me realize we are at a different place in time. We will spend the next four months living mostly in the dark. I arrived home to find the fireplace crackling and my husband and daughter upstairs watching war movies (it’s November 11th).  I had a hankering for some comfort food so I decided to cook up some of the spaghetti and sauce from my Covid Mormon stash. (Is it OK to say that?).  I mean, they keep a year’s supply of consumables on hand and I, for one, think it’s not a bad idea.  I cook the pasta and then doctor up some store bought sauce in another saucepan and when both are done I mix them together like homemade alphagetti.  I scoop some into a bowl and douse it with parmesan and head down to my woman cave (my studio) to watch a Hallmark movie and savor my culinary creation. It’s delicious and exactly what I was craving. (yes, I made enough for everyone).

I am so grateful for this cozy comfortable home, already dressed with curtain twinkle lights on every window.  There is just something about twinkle lights, don’t you think?  It warms the soul.  At this moment in time, there is food in the pantry, running water, flush toilets, showers, comfy warm beds, a working fireplace, cars in the garage.  Hallmark movies, books to read for escape and inspiration. My whole family living under this one roof – for this moment in time.  My ankles seem to be healing.  They are not swollen today (as a result of two separate accidents, one on each leg).  And I know the Savior – the omniscient, creator and controller of this planet.   The lover of my soul. The light of the world. The hope of the ages.  

The glory of my secret garden has passed. While it’s sad, we are moving into a new season that has its own glories.  I actually love the changing of the seasons.  Life doesn’t get too boring and each season gives us a rest from the others and makes us appreciate them when they’re gone. Each season has its own special charms and we know they’ll be back next year. As much as I loved the dahlias, the sweet peas, the poppies, the poppies, the peonies and the petunias….and the roses, that season is done.  I was getting tired of watering and weeding every day anyway. AND for this moment in time, all is well.

I think it is noteworthy to acknowledge that ‘all is well’ tonight or today.  Our lives can change for better or  worse in a flash.  And there are big issues to deal with in this world and this life.  So while it’s prudent to plan for the future,  NOW is the only moment we are actually guaranteed.  Lets not waste now worrying or fearing the future because of what’s happened in the past. Let’s take this moment in time to acknowledge when all is well, if it is for you.  I love this line from the Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, “Everything is going to be ok in the end,  if it’s not OK, then it’s not the end”

I’m not stunning or thin or perpetually youthful.  I am not considered an intellectual or a super success but I have everything that truly counts.  (Maybe ignorance IS bliss.  Lol).  

Christmas…the season of hope, joy and peace… is coming, as it always does.  Just around the corner. More on that later.