Day 326
November 22, 2022
Almost did everything on my list today.

Day started early at the lab to draw blood.  This guy was there to greet me.  

Headed for my ride around 3:30 where the rookery was 41 and quickly dropping.  It was still, the water was glossy, no big birds, no otters today, just a golden light.  

The last week of October I was so excited by the idea of my November,  I was going to be in the pool 5 days a week and I was going to write as many days as I was able.  And then I got COVID on Halloween and my November got abruptly changed to something very different.  

I also have had to deal with grief in a real way, trying to keep conscious and intentional about how I take care of myself throughout this time.  I have had to struggle with eating issues daily.  It has been a difficult 3 weeks.

Today I went to the pool for the 2nd day in a row and I paid Y stuff through Christmas to keep on track.   

I also wrote, and am pleased with how much writing I have done this month.  I'm not sure a lot of it has been good, but I have done it.  I have taken care of myself.  

I found out today that another person I am very fond of has cancer.

Makes me so sad, makes me want to hold people, protect them, but of course I cannot.










Grace wrote this poem 7 years ago, but it is still poignant today.

found an old worry stone

in my winter coat.
It was a polished, black
river rock
smooth to the touch
with a perfect
thumb indentation.

I imagine I really needed it
last winter.
It was a cold one.

I gave it to a friend
who seemed to need it,
possibly not more than me,
but maybe.

For how
in our humane ingenuity
will
we ever
decipher
who needs a worry stone
more than another?

                 c GRACE 11/21/15 (revised)