Normal life is returning, albeit slowly.
It's taking time because from the moment last summer when we realised David's illness nothing has been normal since. However I went out again last night , this time to a dinner for one of the village societies where I knew everyone in the room.
It was fine, I enjoyed it, even the drive to get there through the dark!
Today I hand the new lawn mower over to the gardener . I hope he approves, the grass is doing well right now with all this rain!
I am working on Sunday and have a sermon to write.
I am aware of all the pitfalls along the way but so far have kept out of them all!
Someone last night gave me some good advice.
"You live upstairs in that house." She said. "Before you go down to answer the door, look for the car. If it's someone you don't want to see don't go down."
I doubt I can do that...but it's going to be sitting somewhere in the brain for the next week or so!
As her husband died a couple of years ago she was fully aware of potential problem areas!
Some very old friends were there last night, people from before my ordination...they all came at some point to talk, and it was fine!
Life without David is not going to be a picnic, there are many things I struggle to do on my own but some of the demons, like driving in the dark, are being conquered...
The sermon is another matter....but the story of the woman at the well is a good one to start with...her faith carried her through as will mine....eventually...