Grandpa enjoyed dinner, even though Grandma couldn’t come.
Low: Unmet Expectations
This week, my low was not getting the celebration I had hoped and planned. My family had been planning for at least a month to have our traditional “Early Thanksgiving & Fall Birthdays” gathering last Saturday. While we did get to celebrate over dinner, my grandma was admitted to the hospital the day before and could not come to my aunt & uncle’s house with us. Most, if not all of us visited Grandma at the hospital and the day was good but not what I had hoped.
On the way home, I had a Twitter conversation with a new friend and was reminded of what my mom says about her patients (she’s a nurse): I can’t fix them but I can make today the best day possible. In the same way, as much as I would like to just fix everything to be perfect for everyone I love, it is never going to happen. I can make today the best day possible, though.
Highs: Sweet Memories
My highs are small snippets of memories from Saturday. Brian and I found out it is possible to adjust the driver’s seat of “his” car so it is comfortable for me to drive on road trips, too.
My sister and dad worked together to make the oyster casserole that Grandpa has always made at Christmas and Thanksgiving. I have never developed a taste for the casserole, but it is an important holiday food for several family members.
Sara, Josh, & Eli (& his new Olaf, of course!)
Eli knows my name! …or at least to call my phone “Abby phone” but I’ll take what I can get. I let him play with the camera and take photos of his forehead, the ceiling, the fan, and his fingers. (Side note: Guided Access on iPhone is a marvelous tool to lock a user into a single app and they can’t get out without a passcode.)
After lunch, I offered to let him play with my phone again. He looked at me, “Game.”
“Do you want to play with the camera?”
He looked at it and back at me expectantly, “Game.”
“Um, try this one. Touch here to shoot the tower and then it falls down.”
Away he went, playing the game and figuring out how to switch levels. Occasionally, he would say to himself or others, “Abby phone. Fall down.”
We gathered at my aunt and uncle’s house.
Eli “crashed” Gramps & Gram’s (a.k.a. my parents’) photo, but I don’t think they cared.
Luke & Christine
My youngest brother, Ben
What are your lows and highs this week?